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Zanzibar Aftermath and a Sereni-Tree Christmas and a Happy New Year

POSTED BY: TheRealMe
UPDATED: Saturday, January 27, 2007 03:39
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Thursday, December 21, 2006 1:40 PM

This is Thread 54 of the adventures of the Sereni-Tree!


For “The Guide to the Clubhouse / Treehouse / Sereni-Tree Threads”, telling our story and providing links to all such threads:
http://www.fireflyfans.net/thread.asp?b=11&t=11877


Early in this next link is the very long post containing “TheRealMe’s Guide to the Sereni-Tree, V6”. This post is a description of the ship and crew, the latter of which is out of date.
http://fireflyfans.net/thread.asp?b=11&t=20521


The latest, updated crew list is early in this thread:
http://fireflyfans.net/thread.asp?b=11&t=22611



Following is a summary of our previous thread, located at:
http://fireflyfans.net/thread.asp?b=11&t=25193

The Sereni-Tree has come to the planet Zanzibar, colonized long ago by new age mystics, fantasy role-players, and Renaissance Faire enthusiasts. Our Heroes have gotten involved in a war between the heroic Knights of the Octagonal Order and the Immortals, a small band of unkillable magicians of terrible power who have conquered the planet.

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On the planet Zanzibar:

War has come to the Keep of the Octagonal Order. The Immortal Karg the Bloody led his armies of mutant monsters against the brave defenders, which included the Knights of the Octagon and some of Our Heroes from the Sereni-Tree (Wisp, Scorpion Regent, his robot Snarky, Deuce / Bride2, and Jazaf). Much fighting and heroism was had defending the walls of the keep.

Our own Jazaf has been revealed as both a Knight of the Octagonal Order (as Sir Jazaf) AND an Immortal (as Jazaf the Grey, the Metal Beast). He’s been fighting on the side of the Knights, luckily for us.

After his lab was destroyed by the misguided Sir Fesai, Wisp injects Sir Lucretia with a serum to give her super-powerful magical abilities. It works well. Too well. Luc seems to lose control of herself and transforms into a monster while spouting phrases normally associated with megalomaniac super-villians bent on conquering the world. Her increase in power is sort of handy, however. This is because, late in the great battle, the human / dragon / demon cross-breed Special Project of the Immortals has arrived. The Special Project Is out of anyone’s control and has been burninating people from both sides. The siege is largely over by this time, and the remaining monstrous troops scatter.

TheRealMe and Jake7 have been using Jadehand’s soul jar detectors and have found the soul jar of the Immortal Alatariel the monster-breeder. They have recently returned to the Octagonal Order’s keep with an offer to help find more soul jars.

Chickenman Number13 has arrived at the Octagonal Keep on a flying mount loaded down with magical items while the fight between the Great Project of the Immortals and the Luc-monster continues.

LightMeDark was last seen in a simple farm cottage meeting a cranky old man and his family. As we well know, such cranky old men are often much more than they appear! Or maybe not.

Ash / XanderLHarris came down to Zanzibar, but we have sort of lost track of her.

Between cleverness on part of the Knights, the overwhelming power of Sir Luc, and their own bickering and treachery, all of the Immortals aside from Jazaf and Alatariel have been constrained by Wards Major and placed inside Magnus’ Impenetrable Cage in the Immortal’s Castle. However, Alatariel lost her mind during her struggle against the Immortal Empress Arinda of the Silver Eyes. Jazaf has placed the Castle of Immortals (and the Key of Magnus’ Impenetrable Cage) in the care of his new butler, Chickenman Number 6, and is seeking a way to return Alatariel to normal.

By the time the siege of the Octagonal Keep is winding down and the battle between the Luc-monster and the Special Project really gets going, the eight Knights of the Octagonal Order are suffering some vacancies in their ranks. Sir Fesai has been frozen solid and broken into pieces; Sir Wil has had a tower dropped on him; Sir Devan has been turned to stone, fell from a great height, and THEN had a tower

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Thursday, December 21, 2006 7:02 PM

And now it's time for the Christmas Party?



Serenity,
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Thursday, December 21, 2006 8:31 PM

Sure! Party away!

I was just hoping to resolve ALL Zanzibarbarian stuff on the previous thread to give us a clean slate, but that was not to be.

As is our tradition, after three perilous threads, we can expect some calm resting and party threads.



TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree

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Thursday, December 21, 2006 8:37 PM

*party party party*

Serenity,
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Thursday, December 21, 2006 8:38 PM

*even more partying*

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Thursday, December 21, 2006 8:38 PM

*and still more partying*

Serenity,
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Bride8

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Thursday, December 21, 2006 9:31 PM

“Insignificant gnat!” Sir Luc swats 13 out of the air. “You think Magnus’s trinkets will help you defeat me?!?” Sir Luc taps into the magic again in attempt to heal the damage inflicted by 13, but instead of healing, the wounds seal over with metal the silver veins of which speed up in the consumption of her body.

Panicing again, she looks towards the Keep. She moves to take a step, but finds her legs fused to the ground.

She reaches her arm out imploringly towards the Kepp. “Wisp, Kei, heelppp meeeee…” Her voice trails off in an electronic squeal as her body is totally engulfed.

A light snow starts to fall.

13 dances triumphantly around the battle ground. “I did it! Me!”


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Merry Christmas all!

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Thursday, December 21, 2006 10:17 PM

After the peril seems to be over, Sir Morgana orders that the statue of Luc be sealed away in the vault of the techno-heretics. After that, she leads the rescue efforts for anyone trapped in the falling towers. Meanwhile, Sir Elaine and Sir Kei lead troops about the battlefield, eliminating what few monsters are still fighting and leading medical teams to tend to the wounded.

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Thursday, December 21, 2006 11:19 PM

*Grey smiles too himself as he hops out of a mecha in one of the auxillary landing bays. It pays to know a ship inside and out. Including how to gain access to landing bays remotely. He runs his hand along the wall of the corridor as he walks, making his way wherever his feet might take him.*

Seems a lot has happened since I left...she seems to be holding up rather well, at least.

*Starts humming "No Place Like Home for the Holidays" to himself as he wanders about.*

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Thursday, December 21, 2006 11:24 PM

Quote:

Originally posted by TheRealMe:
After the peril seems to be over, Sir Morgana orders that the statue of Luc be sealed away in the vault of the techno-heretics. After that, she leads the rescue efforts for anyone trapped in the falling towers. Meanwhile, Sir Elaine and Sir Kei lead troops about the battlefield, eliminating what few monsters are still fighting and leading medical teams to tend to the wounded.







SR finally breaks off a extended and very heated liplock with Seryn.

"The battle is won, love. There are still some people trapped in the fallen towers so I'm going to help a bit more. I promise to be back to the ship soon." SR notices a individual skulking away, "What this?" he says and lizard quick he whirls his sling above his head and lets fly. The stone strikes a glancing blow to the man's head and he falls senseless.
"Isn't that a bit unnecessary?" asks Seryn.
"Not if it is who I think it is," SR replies as he walks over to the stunned man. To Seryns disapointment SR rolls the man onto his back and starts to search him.
"So who is he?" she asks with a air of weary disinterest.
"Sir Morris MacKeirn, he was chancellor to Emperess Arinda, now just a fallen knight on the run." replies SR as he finds and pockets a small pouch. "Right! all is good and well now."

Scorpion Regent

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Thursday, December 21, 2006 11:39 PM

Quote:

Originally posted by TheGreyJedi:
*Grey smiles too himself as he hops out of a mecha in one of the auxillary landing bays. It pays to know a ship inside and out. Including how to gain access to landing bays remotely. He runs his hand along the wall of the corridor as he walks, making his way wherever his feet might take him.*

Seems a lot has happened since I left...she seems to be holding up rather well, at least.

*Starts humming "No Place Like Home for the Holidays" to himself as he wanders about.*

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SR senses a strange stirring in the "Force". He checks his comlink and reviews the "threads" for recent developements.
"oh this is going to be interesting." he mutters to himself and sends a quick E-mail to GreyJedi.

"Dear sir, The captain had given me use of the apartment in engineering that was previously yours. If you with the apartment back I will remove my belongs as soon I have concluded rescue operations dirtside on Zanzibar. Your personal affects are currently in storage in one of the cargo bays. I apologise for any inconvienence this may cause.

Sincerely
Scorpion Regent

P.S. Your apprentice will be glad to see you back."

Scorpion Regent

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Thursday, December 21, 2006 11:45 PM

"...?"

She decides not to question the pocketing of certain items by SR. Not openly anyway, instead she fixes him with a steely glare and looks pointedly at his pocket.
But he doesn't elaborate.

She shrugs and makes to head back towards the Nandi. "So does this mean you be back on the Tree within a reasonable amount of time? I don't mean to sound trivial but theres a very good party about to start and meanwhile i'm wasting this dress on a bunch of dead orcs.
Oh who am I kidding? I always mean to sound trivial."

She kisses him goodbye and climbs aboard, waving goodbye as she takes off.

And SR goes off to do hero type stuff.

Isn't sanity really a one trick pony, anyway? I mean all you get is one trick, rational thinking! But when you're good and crazy...ooh hoo hoo hoo... the skys the limit!
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Friday, December 22, 2006 12:23 AM

SR returns to the tower ruins and side by side with Snarky removes rubble. At one point he notices he is in close proximity with sir Elaine.
"Mil lady," He says and gives her a curt nod of respect. "You fought bravely, the sacrifice of your sword was a grand and worthy gesture. Those of us still standing today will not forget it."
"Gramercy, mil lord." Sir Elaine replies and carries on without any further comment.
"When all the injured are recovered, if I might speak with you and Sir Morgana I would be in your debt."
"I did not hear you name Mil lord."
There was a long pause as SR struggled with a particularly heavy beam. He pushed it aside with the help of Snarky. He paused briefly to wipe his brow with the back of his hand.
"I am called Scorpion Regent."
Sir Elaine's eyes harden for a instant and then she shrugs.
"I will speak with Sir Morgana of you," She says turning back to her work. "I make no promises at this time mister Regent."

Scorpion Regent

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Friday, December 22, 2006 1:01 AM

On Sereni-Tree:

As Grey turns right at the end of a corridor, he is met by someone. A short woman stands before him, ready with a scanner and a plasma rifle. She has dark hair and wears glasses. She is dressed in dirty coveralls.

“So, it really is you! When I got the intruder alarm and saw you in the monitors…” Jet puts away the scanner and activates the safety on the plasma rifle and powers it down.

She stalks toward Grey, wiping tears of anger from her eyes as she looks up at him. She repeatedly jabs him with her index finger. “Where in the ‘verse have you been? You think that you and Needleseye can run off like you did, disappear into nowhere, leaving me the responsibility of keeping things running? And I was barely even trained!”

Her lower lip quivers, she drops the weapon, and embraces Grey. She mutters into his shirt. “It was so difficult, doing it all without you! Without you both!”

Soon the anger melts away and only the tears remain. She smiles. “Welcome back!”

Jet lets go and backs away a few steps. “Are you staying? Ebo gave away your room some time ago to this guy named Warren. He’s an okay sort and has been helping in Engineering. I gave him a copy of your specifications for the ship. I call it ‘Grey’s Anatomy’. You remember? The huge book that you gave me when I started? I've been making updates to it every time something changes.

“Anyway, your stuff is in a storage locker. I packed it myself. It’s all there. I’m sure that TheRealHim will give you your room back...” She gulps uneasily. “If that’s what you want.”


Jet, Bride4

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Friday, December 22, 2006 1:09 AM

OOC: SR, Arinda brainburned her chancellor when it seems that he lost the Dreamer Stone. Or perhaps this is that guy's replacement, a brother who inherits the office?

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Friday, December 22, 2006 3:14 AM

Quote:

Originally posted by TheRealMe:
OOC: SR, Arinda brainburned her chancellor when it seems that he lost the Dreamer Stone. Or perhaps this is that guy's replacement, a brother who inherits the office?









OOC: Ooops! My bad!

Scorpion Regent

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MAI
Friday, December 22, 2006 5:52 AM

*uses her sled to deflect the massive amounts of incoming snowballs

Where is that coming from?! This means war! (but the fun kind).

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Friday, December 22, 2006 4:00 PM

Quote:

Originally posted by TheGreyJedi:
*Grey smiles too himself as he hops out of a mecha in one of the auxillary landing bays. It pays to know a ship inside and out. Including how to gain access to landing bays remotely. He runs his hand along the wall of the corridor as he walks, making his way wherever his feet might take him.*

Seems a lot has happened since I left...she seems to be holding up rather well, at least.

*Starts humming "No Place Like Home for the Holidays" to himself as he wanders about.*



Soul looks up from his wanderings and sees a face he hadn't seen in quite a while, and a smile crosses his features. He walks over to Grey and holds out his hand, the other man grasping it.

"Welcome back, Grey," Soul says. "I've missed you, man."

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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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Friday, December 22, 2006 8:42 PM

On the Sereni-Tree:

“Hi..”

Grey turns at the voice behind him and is startled.

It is a tall, attractive woman with long straight blonde hair. She holds out her hand to shake Grey’s. “Just so you know, I’m okay now. I understand that I was acting pretty Reaverish the last time you were here. But that’s been a while. Thirty threads or more.”

It is Ace, Bride1. The last time Grey remembers her, the FemaleReaver had reaverized Bride1 and both were running amok. It was Needleseye who stopped Bride1 in a very, very messy way. Then Grey himself dealt with the FemaleReaver.

Jet beams, and puts her arm up and around Ace, who flinches at the over-familiar gesture. “We Brides recently got Doctor SimonWho to clone her out of her remains. Don’t worry, he cut out all the nasty DNA!”


Ace, Bride1
Jet, Bride4

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Friday, December 22, 2006 8:55 PM

"I'm a hero," 13 said in awe, his enchanted gear still glowing. "I saved the world from utter annihilation."

His magnified voice straining across the very planet itself, 13 calls, "People! YOU ARE FREEEE!"

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Friday, December 22, 2006 9:05 PM

On Zanzibar:

Sir Morgana comes over to Scorpion Regent. She looks much as she did before, dressed in light leather armor with a number of weapons at her waist. Her hair, however, now sports a number of white locks, an aftermath of the strenuous sorcery she had engaged in earlier.

"I am here," she says wearily. "What do you wish to say to me?"

EDIT: Morgana is irritated, in part, because she expects to have to erect a statue or something to that silly looking chicken-man.

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Friday, December 22, 2006 9:27 PM

Soul, Ace, especially you Jet, thanks for the welcome!

*puts his hand on Jet's shoulder.*

I'm sorry the leaving was as sudden as it was... I had a place I needed to go. But that journey is over and, well, there's no place like home, they say. As for my quarters, there's no rush or anything. I don't know how long I'll be around, but I'll be around for a while yet. And I'd love to see what's been added to the manual...Grey's Anatomy...

*Grey chuckles to himself*

Clever, very clever.

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Saturday, December 23, 2006 12:29 AM

Seryn exits the Nandi and makes her way from the bay to wherever it was she left her pile of present boxes.

Attracted by the sounds of voices, she see's a whole bunch of folks - many she's never seen before - and being naturally nosy as hell she goes to say hallo and introduce herself.

And to hand out box's, feeling very glad that she obeyed the 10% rule (always get 10% more than you think you might need)

Isn't sanity really a one trick pony, anyway? I mean all you get is one trick, rational thinking! But when you're good and crazy...ooh hoo hoo hoo... the skys the limit!
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Saturday, December 23, 2006 2:11 PM

Quote:

Originally posted by TheRealMe:
On Zanzibar:

Sir Morgana comes over to Scorpion Regent. She looks much as she did before, dressed in light leather armor with a number of weapons at her waist. Her hair, however, now sports a number of white locks, an aftermath of the strenuous sorcery she had engaged in earlier.

"I am here," she says wearily. "What do you wish to say to me?"

EDIT: Morgana is irritated, in part, because she expects to have to erect a statue or something to that silly looking chicken-man.









SR drops to one knee. "Your excellency, I have found my self in a situation that I had long wished for, yet the moment is not what I had expected." SR reaches inside his haversack and extracts the pouch he had taken off the stranger on the battle field. "Having is not the same as wanting." He hands the pouch to Sir Morgana.

Scorpion Regent

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Tuesday, December 26, 2006 5:09 AM

Grey leaves the group behind and makes his way to the guest quarters. He drops his bag on the floor and plops on the bed. He closes his eyes, thinking, praying something.

"Merry Christmas..."

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Tuesday, December 26, 2006 7:00 AM

**jake7 steps through the portal provided by TRM and breathes a sigh of relief.**

It's good to be home.

**She makes to her room to get cleaned up and to relax for a little while. Once refreshed, she makes her way around the ship and sees that Grey has made it back. She walks over by him and approaches once he's free**

Grey! It's good to see you back!! We've missed you around here! I'm heading for the kitchen to see if there's any treats to be had. I'll see you late!

**she wanders off in search of cookies, etc.**

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MAL: Everybody's makin' a fuss.
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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."

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Wednesday, December 27, 2006 9:24 PM

Wohey!! Merry Christmas and a happy new year!!



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Thursday, December 28, 2006 5:40 PM

Yeah! Happy New Year and Stuff!

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Mystery Man on the Sereni-Tree
Navigator on Destiny

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Saturday, December 30, 2006 3:32 AM

**OOC: Well, I got my official 30 day notice today. I have to be out by Jan 31. I'll let you guys know if I find a place to live or what. I'm still working on one possibility, but if it falls through, I'll be living out of my car. I really appreciate the support you've shown to me in the face of this nightmare. I can't tell you what it's meant to me!**

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MAL: Everybody's makin' a fuss.
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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."

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Saturday, December 30, 2006 3:14 PM

Jake7, I really hope something comes through for you!

*hugs*

Serenity,
President of The Juggled Gosling Chatroom
Bride8

http://callmeserenity.livejournal.com/

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Saturday, December 30, 2006 3:15 PM

Thanks, CMS! I really do appreciate it!!!!!!!!!!

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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."

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Saturday, December 30, 2006 3:21 PM

and here, have a couple extra *hugs* to get you through.





Serenity,
President of The Juggled Gosling Chatroom
Bride8

http://callmeserenity.livejournal.com/

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Saturday, December 30, 2006 3:26 PM

Thanks again!!!!!

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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."

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Sunday, December 31, 2006 10:00 PM

*sits down at the piano which has apparently appeared*

Now let me see if I can remember the chords...

#Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot
And auld lang syne?#

Happy New Year everyone

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Monday, January 1, 2007 3:02 AM

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

Serenity,
President of The Juggled Gosling Chatroom
Bride8

http://callmeserenity.livejournal.com/

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Monday, January 1, 2007 5:52 AM

Shadow and Ghost sat watching the proceedings playing happily with the Christmas presents they had found at the bottom of their beds when they had woken up Christmas Morning. They had found a nice little room on this strange ship, one that seemed to be made for two girls at precisely their ages.

Ghost thought it was magic.

Shadow thought the adults had something to do with it.

Regardless it was a nice room.

They each had their own beds, and each had a closet that had clean clothes in it. There was even a toybox filled with dolls and a bookcase full of books. A vid screen was there too with lots of games and videos to play on it.

They were getting used to life up here, they hoped it would last. Afterall who would be looking for them.




OOC: Happy Holidays and a Happy New Year to all

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Monday, January 1, 2007 7:31 AM

Happy New Year! May 2007 bring serenity to all of us!

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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."

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Monday, January 1, 2007 10:53 PM

Quote:

Originally posted by ScorpionRegent:
Quote:

Originally posted by TheRealMe:
On Zanzibar:

Sir Morgana comes over to Scorpion Regent. She looks much as she did before, dressed in light leather armor with a number of weapons at her waist. Her hair, however, now sports a number of white locks, an aftermath of the strenuous sorcery she had engaged in earlier.

"I am here," she says wearily. "What do you wish to say to me?"

EDIT: Morgana is irritated, in part, because she expects to have to erect a statue or something to that silly looking chicken-man.









SR drops to one knee. "Your excellency, I have found my self in a situation that I had long wished for, yet the moment is not what I had expected." SR reaches inside his haversack and extracts the pouch he had taken off the stranger on the battle field. "Having is not the same as wanting." He hands the pouch to Sir Morgana.

Scorpion Regent



Morgana seems confused as she takes the object from SR.

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Tuesday, January 2, 2007 3:31 AM

Quote:

Originally posted by TheRealMe:

Morgana seems confused as she takes the object from SR.





"I think it's the dreamer's stone." SR says in a hushed and reverent tone.

Scorpion Regent

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Tuesday, January 2, 2007 5:40 AM

Sir Morgana examines the item. Her eyes go wide and her breath catches. "How...???"

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Tuesday, January 2, 2007 11:26 AM

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Sir Morgana examines the item. Her eyes go wide and her breath catches. "How...???"








"My deepest apologies your excellency. You can have the stone or you can hear the story, but you can't have both. I need to have something to keep for myself."

Scorpion Regent

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Tuesday, January 2, 2007 1:13 PM

On Zanzibar:

Morgana looks at him strangely. "What an odd fellow," she mutters to herself.

Then she takes the stone and puts it into a pouch on her belt. "Very well, then I will abandon curiosity and use this to aid my people and my world in rebuilding from this catastrophe. For this, and other services of late, I will include your name on the List of Heroes. I will see that you are pardoned of all crimes for which you have been accused. And if you should chose to stay here... well, there are vacancies among the Octagonal Order which need filling."

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Tuesday, January 9, 2007 5:27 AM

On Zanzibar:

After excavating the rubble that was once a pair of towers on the Keep of the Octagonal Order, Sir Wil of the Order is found alive but gravely wounded, along with some of his archer troops. Also, the statue that was once Sir Devan is recovered.

Sir Morgana stares at the statue and sighs sadly. “Well, it seems that we needn’t bother to construct a statue to honor Sir Devan. He’ll be his own monument.”

TheRealMe walks up to Sir Morgana. “Pardon me, Lady. I have already handed over soul jar detectors to you and the rescue work seems largely done. I believe that you no longer require the services of me or of my associates. By your leave, we shall make ready to depart. We would welcome any of your folk who wished to join us.”

Sir Morgana shrugs absently. “Whatever. We have made ready a breeding pair of fire-breathing space chickens that you requested.”

TheRealMe bows. “Excellent! Thank you!” Then he uses his com-link. “Well, are all the Sereni-Tree folks ready to go home? Meet at the Octagonal Keep and we’ll take the fighter Nandi and the shuttle General Lee back up to orbit. I guess that the Lee must have been the shuttle Jazaf and Bride2 came down in, and…”

TheRealMe looks about at Wisp, Seryn, ScorpionRegent, and Snarky.

“Uh, hey, where ARE Jazaf and Bride2, anyway? Or LightMeDark? Or Xander/Ash?”




TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree

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Tuesday, January 9, 2007 6:06 PM

Wisp walked through the rubble Still in his exoskeleton, eventually reaching the room that housed all the techology he'd worked on. Stepping down he surveyed the room one last time and proceeded to remove a piece the armour covering the suits leg.

Underneath was a small pinpad which he typed a short code into. He then slowly turned and walked away to return to the group. Meanwhile In the Hangar a series of small explosive detonated throughout the wreckages.

They'd seen the power they held, They couldnt be allowed to experiment.


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Wednesday, January 10, 2007 4:05 AM

On Zanzibar:

As a series of exposions are heard in the Keep of the Octagonal Order, Sir Morgana's head jerks back to gaze in that direction, puzzled and concerned.

TheRealMe cringes, deducing instantly that the cause must be one of his associates. "ThankYouLadyWeWillBeOffNowHaveAGoodDay!" he blurts out as he attempts to quickly herd his people aboard the landing craft. He is in the pilot seat reving the engine as Wisp hops aboard to secure the hatch. Soon, the shuttle is airborne.

TheRealMe sighs in relief. "Okay, someone take a head count. Are we missing anybody?"



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Wednesday, January 10, 2007 12:59 PM

In the back of the shuttle, Deuce perks up. "Hey! Where is my Sensei? Where is Jazaf?"


Bride2

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Wednesday, January 10, 2007 1:26 PM

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On Zanzibar:

Morgana looks at him strangely. "What an odd fellow," she mutters to herself.

Then she takes the stone and puts it into a pouch on her belt. "Very well, then I will abandon curiosity and use this to aid my people and my world in rebuilding from this catastrophe. For this, and other services of late, I will include your name on the List of Heroes. I will see that you are pardoned of all crimes for which you have been accused. And if you should chose to stay here... well, there are vacancies among the Octagonal Order which need filling."








"If my life were entirely my own then I would remain, yet I am compelled to serve my lady and to see the child she is soon to bear safe. When I can not say, but look for me again in times of need for I am drawn to this world and only death will prevent my return."

Scorpion Regent

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Wednesday, January 10, 2007 1:44 PM

On the Shuttle:

"Ummmm... Yes Bride2, quite right. Jazaf... Where would he be?"


OOC: Safe or 13 or anyone, you may feel free to have any of your Zanzibar characters stow away on the shuttle, or have been taking a long nap inside before we took off.

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Wednesday, January 10, 2007 9:12 PM

"Nothing...."
Jazaf had scoured the books in the Study and poured over the research left behind by Alatariel. But to his dismay nothing shed any light on how to aid Alatariel from her recent fate. He entered Alatariel's room and pulled a chair beside her bed where she lay, comatose. Jazaf held her hand, on the verge of tears, as he spoke.
"I'm sorry. I should never have come back here. If I hadn't this would not have happened. What happened to you is my fault..."
The shuffling of feet interrupts Jazaf, he turns to see who it is. Chickenman Number 6 approaches carrying an object in his misshapen hand. "Milord, Lady Alatariel instructed one of our number to give you this if you had returned and something unfortunate had happened to her." Number 6 opened his hand to reveal a tiny sword, which Jazaf recognized as the missing piece to his pendant. Jazaf took the sword and thanked Number 6 who then promptly left the room.
Jazaf held the tiny charm and could feel something about it had been altered, then Jazaf heard a faint voice.
"Jazaf... Take care of this charm. After you left I was ordered to do things. Horrible acts against beings, sentient and non. It took a serious toll on me. It burdened my heart to torture and break the people who later became the servants of the Keep. One day it became too great and I thought I would go mad! So in order to preserve my sanity, I had my heart removed much like the way we removed our Souls. I hid my heart here...in the very charm you and I shared. Then I gave it to Number 32 and gave him an order. Should I ever become incapable of reclaiming my heart, I want you to have it and to know that I will be with you always."
Jazaf closed his eyes, put the tiny sword in the sheath around his neck and fused the two pieces together. He then went to Alatariel's side, brought her face close to his and shared their last kiss. Then he fell to his knees and wept.
***Sometime later
Jazaf finally reaches the Knights' Keep in time to watch the Gen. Lee Lift off.
"Well, crud."
Then he remembers his Commlink watch and quickly hails the Lee.
"Hey, wait! Don't leave me behind!"

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Thursday, January 11, 2007 3:51 AM

TheRealMe twists the controls of the General Lee and drops the shuttle down next to Jazaf. He climbs aboard and TheRealMe takes off again before the now-hostile Octagonal Order can react.

"Welcome aboard!" TheRealMe says. "You know, Jazaf, I have been skimming this last thread. We could always take your Immortal friend up to the Sereni-Tree and see if Doctor SimonWho can fix her. Worst case, we can put her in cryo suspension."

TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree

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Thursday, January 11, 2007 2:44 PM

*PsychicRiver squints for a moment as his eyes open. He yawns as he sits up and stretches. He drags himself from his bed, where he has slumbered since returning to the Tree. He stretches some more, then heads for the door.*

*He passes the mirror and does a double take. He notices his face now homes...a beard?*

Oh. *He frowns.*

*Some time later, PR emerges from his bedroom, showered, shaved and dressed.*

"Happy new year y'all!" He jeers.



PsychicRiver

"Two by two, hands of blue."
"We'll take care of each other. I'll knit!"
"I swallowed a bug."

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Friday, January 12, 2007 3:26 PM

Hi PR! Long time no see!

Hey, have you gotten taller?

Serenity,
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Friday, January 12, 2007 5:29 PM

Quote:


Hi PR! Long time no see!



Hey there Serenity!

Quote:


Hey, have you gotten taller?



*Smacks his head on an overheard pipe head as he walks over to her.*

It's possible.

*Rubs head* Ouch. Psychic my ass.



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"Two by two, hands of blue."
"We'll take care of each other. I'll knit!"
"I swallowed a bug."

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Friday, January 12, 2007 6:14 PM

On Zanzibar;

Sir Kei walks slowly across the still smoking wreckage that was once a lush field, stopping in front of Sir Luc’s inert form.

His sword slips unnoticed from his hand, and he slumps to his knees.

The men following Sir Morgana orders that the statue of Luc be sealed away in the vault of the techno-heretics give the big man room out of respect for his grief, and back off a distance.

Sir Kei kneels silently in the falling snow.

That worked well...

Sir Kei nods his head slightly in agreement. “They are going to put you in the vault of the techno-heretics.”

I know. But that is not going to be the case. They’ll lock me up, but not in the vault.

Sir Kei resists the urge to look up in shock and confusion.

Wait...

An explosion rumbles from the Keep followed closely by the roar of the General Lee rocketing skyward.

“Will you be alright wherever they keep you?” Sir Kei watches the remaining Knights out of the corners of his eyes.

What do you think.

Sir Kei nods imperceptivity. “How long do I have to keep up this ruse?”

You’ll know when it’s time.

Sir Kei nods again and slowly rises to his feet. He reaches up and lovingly caresses Sir Luc’s face, then lets his arm drop heavily to his side and walks slowly away.


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"Got a headful of lightning
And a heart full of rain
And I know that I said
I'd never do it again
Oh and I love you sweet baby but I always take the long way home."

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Sunday, January 14, 2007 2:54 AM

*El wakes to what at first seems an unfamiliar surrounding. He quickly shakes off the shroud of sleep, though, and realizes that he's on the shuttle of those he's come to call friends, family.

Seems I lost myself for a spell...what'd I miss?

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Sunday, January 14, 2007 6:20 AM

OOC: Damn! I wanted to know what was going on in that "simple" farmhouse LMD was at!

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Sunday, January 14, 2007 6:35 AM

PR! Hello. So nice to have you back!

Oh hey, WATCH OUT for that...

*crunch, smack... "OW!"

pipe.


Wow. You do look a little taller.

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Sunday, January 14, 2007 6:57 AM

On the shuttle General Lee above Zanzibar:

After collecting Ash / Xander from where ever she is, TheRealMe pilots the shuttle up to the Sereni-Tree. He hovers over the South Wing, presses a control, and the great hanger doors open. He lands in the hanger bay, closes the great hatch, and repressurizes the place.

"Okay," he says to everyone. "Go down that corridor and through that door and you'll be on the upper balcony overlooking the Sereni-Tree's common room."

TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree

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Sunday, January 14, 2007 2:36 PM

**OOC: Hey, all. Well, I'm moving this week or next. Depends on what I can swing with the moving company. I couldn't find a real place to live, so I'm going to live in a hotel until I either get disability, or just about run out of cash. I'll have internet at the hotel, so I can try to keep up with what's going on here. Meanwhile, the jerk landlord has been stepping up his little games. Talk about immature jerks! Anyway, I may not have much time to keep tabs on stuff for the next week or so, so if anything fun happens, make sure I'm included! I'll be homeless, but at least I won't be living in my car!**

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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."

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Sunday, January 14, 2007 10:08 PM

oh god Jake! Best of luck I really hope something good happens for you soon! Really, many many hugs, and make sure you keep in touch with us.

As for the Tree - this has already Started over on the branch, so i suppose it has to happen here to - but a slightly different take I think....


Seryn, after spending a long time doing nothing much in particular and dozing here and there in the common room (since her safe and uneventful return from the planet) wakes up suddenly, and wonders what the strange cramping pains in her stomach are.

Then she realises.

"Oh dear..." getting up she goes to the nearest com unit and put a ship wide announcement out for the fairies, most of whom are sleeping off the peanut butter overdoses.

Then she goes to her room, changes and makes her way to the medi bay. Inside its all a bit glowy and ethereal, and she smiles, not even slightly worried.

Pausing to use the comms again, she leaves a message for Dr Simonwho "Hey, you might be needed in the infirmary, but no rush, the fairies are taking care of it"

Vaguely she wishes SR could have been there, then sighs and goes in.


Several hours later, Simonwho gets his message and rushes to the infirmary to find Seryn and the fairies gathered about a squaling little bundle. Seryn looks up and grins a slightly maniacal grin "isn't he lovely? a little darling, and it was so easy, it really didn't hurt at all, really didn't, i mean i thought it was going to be terrible, squealing and wailing all over the place, and that was just the guy who's arm I broke... but no, it was a peice of cake, bloody marvellous..." *giggles wierdly*

One of the fairies winced and smiled ruefully "I think I maybe over did it just slightly - always a hazard" reaching over she sit the now inanely giggling Seryn down and she promptly falls asleep "she did well, no particular problems, and the babys all fine"

One of the other fairies pipes up about changelings, but gets a clout around the ears.

Isn't sanity really a one trick pony, anyway? I mean all you get is one trick, rational thinking! But when you're good and crazy...ooh hoo hoo hoo... the skys the limit!
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Monday, January 15, 2007 5:43 AM

**OOC: Thanks, Seryn - the support I've gotten on here really means a lot! Tonight I came home to find the door locked in a way that I couldn't use my key to get in. I had to beat on the door so the jackass would open it (this on a night where we have really bad weather -- ice/snow mix)! I hope I can be out of here this week!**

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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."

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Tuesday, January 16, 2007 4:15 PM

Edit: I guess I should do THIS:

OOC:

OH NO Jake! I really hope something works out for you soon! What a mess!

You need us to come up there and convince this jerk landlord that it'd be in his best interest to be nice to you? Cuz we could form a Brute Squad!!

Hang in there! *hugs*

Serenity,
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Bride8

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Tuesday, January 16, 2007 4:20 PM

*Serenity comes rushing into the medlab as soon as she gets word of Seryn's delivery.*

OH HO!! I go throught hours and hours of extrememly painful labour and Seryn gets doped up by faeries?!?!?! How is that fair?!?!

I mean: CONGRATULATIONS SERYN!!!!!!!!!

What's his name? Oh, he's so perfect and teeny weeny!!

Serenity,
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Tuesday, January 16, 2007 5:31 PM

Quote:

Originally posted by TheRealMe:
OOC: Damn! I wanted to know what was going on in that "simple" farmhouse LMD was at!



((yeah, i wanted to find out, too...i just didn't have the time to explore it ;( i could always reveal it in flashback, though, now that i actually have time to do some writing ;D))

((good luck with everything, jake!))

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Tuesday, January 16, 2007 6:39 PM

ooc - well i invented the fairies specifically for you Serenity! I was lurking around with them, but then we got ordered out! so.... theres no rewind button, but at least you know for next time.

if theres a next time.

I just didn't want a whole big circus, i've done virtually the same thing on the the Branch, but a bit more realistic - no fairies! but a lady made out of a tree...

anyway, names, i was going to go with Casper, it meant something that was apt when i looked up names a long time ago, but i can't remeber now. but then i decided to go with Gryffin - i'd love to call a real baby that, you know, if i ever loose my mind totally and decide that nappys sound ok after all, but no one let alone someone sensible enough for me to be having kids with them, is going to let me cal a real baby Gryffin, so at least somewhere there'll be a virtual kiddie with that name. For short, i'll just call him Fin.

so...

Seryn wakes up, and gingerly sits up, and reaches for the little squirmy pink thing. "He's just adorable isn't he? I'm calling him Gryffin. Yes I know what you're all thinking, but i like it."

Isn't sanity really a one trick pony, anyway? I mean all you get is one trick, rational thinking! But when you're good and crazy...ooh hoo hoo hoo... the skys the limit!
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Tuesday, January 16, 2007 7:19 PM

OOC:

I'm sorry Jake7. I wish you the best.

And yes, LMD. Flashbacks work, but please indicate them as such when you post.

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Tuesday, January 16, 2007 7:26 PM

Oh, sorry about missing my chance with the faeries. My bad.

But as for Gryffin, I like it! There is a series of books about a man named Gryffin and a woman named Sabine. Pretty names, both, I think.

And now little Serra will have a playmate!



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Bride8

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Tuesday, January 16, 2007 7:46 PM

**OOC: Thanks again for your support guys! I can't tell you what it means to me! On the bright side, I was able to arrange for it, so I'm moving Thursday to a hotel -- so, at least for a short time, I'll have cover. It's really too expensive a place to stay for a really long time, so while I'm there, I have to be looking around for something cheaper!**

**jake7 makes her way to where everyone has gathered to meet the newest member of the crew.**

Oh, Seryn! He's just adorable! Congratulations!!

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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."

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Tuesday, January 16, 2007 8:10 PM

OOC: Just want to throw my support in there too! Good Luck Jake7!

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Wednesday, January 17, 2007 4:49 AM

Quote:

Originally posted by CallMeSerenity:

You need us to come up there and convince this jerk landlord that it'd be in his best interest to be nice to you? Cuz we could form a Brute Squad!!



*sharpens knives, reviews tapes of Jack Bauer tactics, Joins brute squad.

Quote:

Originally posted by CallMeSerenity:

What's his name? Oh, he's so perfect and teeny weeny!!



Never say "he" and "teeny weeny" in the same sentence.




*JadeHand, after weeks of hovering over the ocean and watching sunsets, returns to the Tree. Parks Ocean Cloud, activates the SEP, and quietly returns to his room. There he prepares an interesting meal for himself and sits down to enjoy reading a book.*


"All these years
Truth In front of my eyes
While I denied
What my heart knows was right."
Neverland(Marbles)-Marillion
visit WWW.Marillion.com for a better way of life.


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Wednesday, January 17, 2007 2:24 PM

Quote:

Originally posted by Jadehand:
Originally posted by CallMeSerenity:
You need us to come up there and convince this jerk landlord that it'd be in his best interest to be nice to you? Cuz we could form a Brute Squad!!


*sharpens knives, reviews tapes of Jack Bauer tactics, Joins brute squad.



**OOC: You guys are the greatest!! You're gonna make me cry!**

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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."

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Wednesday, January 17, 2007 3:24 PM

OOC: Browncoats take care of their own! (We're kinda like the mofia that way. ) Besides, where would we be without Jake7 and her universal remote?

Serenity,
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Bride8

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Wednesday, January 17, 2007 3:40 PM

**OOC: LOL - and to think I won that remote playing skeeball on Rukus or Black Diamond!**

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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."

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Wednesday, January 17, 2007 3:52 PM

OOC: WOW! You're good at skeeball! I'm just happy if I get any of those little tickets at all!

Serenity,
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Bride8

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Wednesday, January 17, 2007 8:26 PM

**OOC: In real life I suck at skeeball, but since reality gets suspended here, I can be lucky or good. I'll go with lucky! LOL**

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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."

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Wednesday, January 17, 2007 8:40 PM

ooc: I'll tell you of secret. I don't really have wings.

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Wednesday, January 17, 2007 10:29 PM

**OOC: You don't???!?! My illusions have been dashed! I won't tell anyone, though. I promise! **

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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."

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Wednesday, January 17, 2007 11:31 PM

00c - ah, skeeball - never got a satisfactory answer to what that was, despite God being very fond of it.

and yes, I didn't really just have a baby.

Heaven forbid!

ic - Seryn sets to doing mothery things, and wonders wistfully when SR is going to hurry up and come say hello to the new bain of his existance.


(yes, you do realise that as soon as he hits the 'why...?' stage he'll just be sent along to the rest of you don't you?)

ooc - funny story - my neice started the why thing, and then we all got sick of answering questions - so after a day or two of wandering around being told 'go ask your mother/grandad/aunt/uncle' she doesn't ask it so much - i can do this mothering malarky!

Isn't sanity really a one trick pony, anyway? I mean all you get is one trick, rational thinking! But when you're good and crazy...ooh hoo hoo hoo... the skys the limit!
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Thursday, January 18, 2007 1:02 AM

Still OOC (I may never be IC again!!!) Skeeball, Seryn dear, is a silly arcade game wherein you roll these small round wooden balls across this thing rather like a miniature bowling lane. Except, instead of pins at the end, there's a bump, so the ball flys up, and hopefully into one of several holes that will earn you points. Of course, the easy to get to holes are worth only 10 or 20 points, but the harder to reach holes can be worth 50 or even 100. The more points, the more tickets (or, I guess, remotes!!)

You could probably wikipedia it if you wanted to know more.

Serenity,
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Bride8

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Thursday, January 18, 2007 1:43 AM

Skeebal is fun :)

And I am fairly good at it, you just have to aim and use the correct amount of spin and speed on the ball to get it where you want.

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Thursday, January 18, 2007 1:53 AM

In other words, have some sort of skill that I seem to lack? That's okay, it's a fun game to play anyway!!

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Bride8

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Thursday, January 18, 2007 4:48 AM

TheRealMe sets up the DRDs to refuel the shuttle and get it ready for another flight. He walks down the corridor, goes through the air lock, then another door, and he comes out of the South Wing, finding himself at the upper of two balconies going around the huge common room of the Sereni-Tree.

"Well! It's good to be home!" As he descends the stairwell to the floor of the common room, he checks his com-link for recent events. "Goodness! Bride1 has returned? And PsychicRiver? And TheGreyJedi?"

As he reaches the floor level of the common room, he departs the stairwell and puts his com-link away. He strides to the center of the common room to the pool table. He racks up the balls and selects a cue.

"So, Jake7! Fancy a game of pool, like the old days? Do you want to break or should I?"



TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree

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Thursday, January 18, 2007 6:33 AM

Many apologies, but I thought of Baby Seraphina when I saw this.

"All these years
Truth In front of my eyes
While I denied
What my heart knows was right."
Neverland(Marbles)-Marillion
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Thursday, January 18, 2007 10:41 AM

ooc - ok, that one is going on the fridge! thats funny. Along with 'before you criticise someone, walk a mile in their shoes. That way when you criticise them you're a mile away and you have their shoes.'

its a code to live by...

Isn't sanity really a one trick pony, anyway? I mean all you get is one trick, rational thinking! But when you're good and crazy...ooh hoo hoo hoo... the skys the limit!
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Thursday, January 18, 2007 1:04 PM

aww, that's adorable, Jadehand! Well, the baby's adorable, the butchering of the serenity prayer is a only just a bit amusing.


See! I may never be in character again! ACK!


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Thursday, January 18, 2007 1:13 PM

Quote:

Originally posted by TheRealMe:
As he reaches the floor level of the common room, he departs the stairwell and puts his com-link away. He strides to the center of the common room to the pool table. He racks up the balls and selects a cue.

"So, Jake7! Fancy a game of pool, like the old days? Do you want to break or should I?"



**OOC: Today's the big day -- moving that is. I hope to be back online either tonight or by Monday at the latest. Feel free to move me around until you hear from me again.**

You bet, TRM! Let's hope we can actually FINISH a game this time!

You can break.



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Thursday, January 18, 2007 3:00 PM

TheRealMe bends over the pool table, sets the cue between the knuckles of his first and second fingers, concentrates mightily, and jabs the cue ball with his cue. Balls clatter and smack together, bouncing off the edges of the pool table in an excellent demonstration of random motion.

The two ball rolls lazily toward a corner pocket, and hovers on the brink while TheRealMe holds his breath. Through will alone, he attempts to force the ball into the pocket.

He releases his breath. "Nothing. Your turn, Jake7."


TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree

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Thursday, January 18, 2007 4:00 PM

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TheRealMe sets up the DRDs to refuel the shuttle and get it ready for another flight.










Inside the shuttle the distant noise of busy DRDs is interrrupted by a loud creak and a bang as as the door to one of the shuttles larger lockers pops open suddenly. SR having been exhausted from battle and rescue work realised he needed to return to the tree, but he also needed sleep and in his expereince hanging a 'Do not disturb' sign on a door is guaranteed way to have every distant relation, traveling salesperson, door to door missionary, creditors and drinking buddy to come a calling unannounced. So for he stowed away in the shuttle's locker to secure his transport back and yet still have a place to rest in peace. He had woken once since he had closed the door with a ravenous hunger and had feasted on MRE's, trailmix, and a small care package a travelling cakes and smoked meat that had been one of the many parting gifts from the octagonals, two water skins had properly quenched his thirst. Now he had had consciousnees thrust upon him again in a brutal and savage way. His bladder was screaming at him. He emerged from the locker a horrific vision, he was still in the armor he had scavenged together during the battle of the keep and it was covered in dried orc blood. He was filthy, and the smell was enough to make stern sailors gag. He made his way to the closest privy with a stride that told anyone in his path that to cross it would mean pain, not that anyone crossed his path. After seeing to his inescapable biological needs he returned to the shuttle and gethered up a his personal affects and a large bundle of affects he a 'personalized' from enemy dead on the field of battle. He found Snarky where he had left him attached to the bottom of the shuttle secured by mechanical hands that made a death grip seem feeble by comparison. He activated Snarky and told him that he had no other tasks for him other than to get see to his own armor, clean himself up and repair and damage that he had outstanding from their adventure. From there SR walked to engineering, past a horrified Jet, and into the lockerroom where everything got dumped everything into a pile on the floor and walked into a shower that lasted two hours.

Scorpion Regent

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Thursday, January 18, 2007 8:50 PM

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Originally posted by TheRealMe:
TheRealMe sets up the DRDs to refuel the shuttle and get it ready for another flight. He walks down the corridor, goes through the air lock, then another door, and he comes out of the South Wing, finding himself at the upper of two balconies going around the huge common room of the Sereni-Tree.



"Well, I'm about for a while at least." He whistles a bit of a certain Tchaikovsky Overture and a red, white, and blue painted DRD comes skittering out from underneath a couch. "Ah, there you are! I've been looking all over for you. Now let me take a look at you, make sure you've been taking care of youself..." He grabs up 1812 and gives it a cursory inspection. "...which you haven't. Tsk-tsk." He flicks some dust out from a few gears and tracks and sends the DRD to the auxillary hangar where TGJ's mecha is parked. He grabs a barstool and a drink to watch the pool game.

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Thursday, January 18, 2007 9:22 PM

It's only slightly butchered.

**JadeHand sits queitly in his quarters, relaxing and sipping his bottle of water. He reads his book in front of a roaring fireplace with his feet up as he reclines in a comfy chair.**


"All these years
Truth In front of my eyes
While I denied
What my heart knows was right."
Neverland(Marbles)-Marillion
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Friday, January 19, 2007 4:00 AM

After much scrubbing SR emerged from the cloud of steam much improved and slipped on a Norse style tunic, another parting gift from the octagonals. There was writing on the back in runes. SR could not read it so he was oblivious that it said. “Scorpion Regent honorary knight of the octagonal order. One of many who made the difference at the siege of The Keep.”
All knew was that the tunic was very comfortable and it showed a sexy amount of thigh. He didn’t feel like causing a scandal so he put on tights and then set to seeing if the DRDs could clean Orc blood off his armor and boots. SR threw the rest of his clothes in the wash. He then policed up his booty and gifts and then wandered out into main engineering.

“Hi Jet, what’s the rumpus?”


Scorpion Regent

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Friday, January 19, 2007 10:32 AM

As SR returns from the showers back into Main Engineering, he notices scores of Diagnostic Repair Drones as they scurry about on various cleaning and maintenance tasks. The dirty items he dropped are nowhere to be seen.

In the center of all this activity is Jet. She hops out of the hovering command chair and makes some fine adjustments to the main power plant control panel. The command chair above beeps as it acknowledges the update in its own database.

Jet seems very excited. "Oh, hi, Warren! You'll never guess! TheGreyJedi has returned, after 20 threads apart from us! Why, he hasn't been around since before you joined us! Uh, well, I suppose you know that, having never met him. Hey, can you give me a hand? I want to straighten things up. Make Main Engineering as tidy and clean as possible, and have it running like a top before he comes down here to have a look. I don't want him to think that I've not been taking good care of his babies." She reaches up and pats the main fusion power plant.

Jet, Bride4

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Friday, January 19, 2007 11:17 AM

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Originally posted by TheRealMe:
Jet seems very excited. "Oh, hi, Warren! You'll never guess! TheGreyJedi has returned, after 20 threads apart from us! Why, he hasn't been around since before you joined us! Uh, well, I suppose you know that. Hey, can you give me a hand? I want to straighten things up. Make Main Engineering as tidy and clean as possible before he comes down here to have a look. I don't want him to think that I've not been taking good care of his babies." She pats the main fusion power plant.

Jet, Bride4








"Of course," replies SR looking about and noting that the place is in exceptionally good order, as it always was. "Don't get me wrong Jet, but I wouldn't know where to start, because we're all ready finished, the place is in great shape, there's not a thing I would change. Now I don't know The Grey Jedi, but I see all the tools clean and in place. The floors are clean and clear of supercargo. The plant is humming away like a young man in love. It's true that there are things that could be done, that trash can is a quarter full, but it's three quarters empty. We could polish fixtures till we could use them as mirrors, but I consider that busy work. Jet you have engine room to be proud of because you take pride in your work. I think the only thing you need to do is get your mind into the machinery."

Jet looks at SR with a look of confusion, "I don't follow."

"You are like a top athelete with bad nerves the night before the competition. Your body is ready, but you're mentally unsure. What I think you need is to have a quiet sit down close your eyes and meditate on the engine. Use the powers of visualization to imagine the inner workings of the engine, astrally project yourself through it. Become one with it. Because when something goes wrong, that core understanding is what will make the difference in how you are able to diagnose problems and sense the subtle details that can be oh so important in the end."

Jet looks at SR with a touch of skeptiscism.

"Okay let me phrase it differently, ..., Use the Force Jet."

Scorpion Regent

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Friday, January 19, 2007 11:30 AM

In the Sereni-Tree engine room:

Jet stands very still, closes her eyes, and takes a deep breath. She lets the breath go amidst a fit of giggles. "Yes, Warren, I guess I'm a little flustered. After all this time... well, I never really expected him to return."

Jet removes her glasses and heads toward the showers herself, unzipping her coveralls. She shrugs out of them as she walks, and a DRD zips by to scoop them up. "I think I'll take my own turn at a nice, long, relaxing shower." She departs Main Engineering for the attached locker room, shedding her undergarments as she goes, the attentive DRD following behind to retrieve them.


Jet, Bride4

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Friday, January 19, 2007 9:43 PM

In the locker room off of Sereni-Tree’s Main Engineering:

A naked Jet enters the shower stall. “Load presets for Jet, commence.” A shower of hot water rains down upon her. It is the perfect temperature. Also, it has that massaging action that she likes. She closes her eyes and allows the water to soak into her dark hair and flow down her body. About this time, the shower automatically sprays some soapy foam into the mix. Robotic hands reach out to knead the stress from her back.

Jet relaxes, and thinks back to the first time she had ever entered Main Engineering. It was during Thread 18, soon after the Rukus disaster, when that planet had literally fallen apart during a pleasant game of volleyball on a beach. Various of the crew scrambled to collect the rest, and then Grey had saved the Sereni-Tree from being crushed by a mountain-sized piece of Rukus by activating the highly experimental Gravity Drive, which moved the ship into another dimension. Unfortunately, it sort of left them stuck there…

====== Begin Jet Dream Sequence =======

TheRealMe fixes TheGreyJedi a snack in the kitchen, located off the common room behind the bar. He notices Bride7. “Oh, Bride7! Since you are such a fabulous cook, I wonder if you might organize a feast for our company? You know, to raise spirits?”

“Sure thing boss!” Bride7 replies enthusiastically. Then she proceeds to pour herself the last cup of coffee and doesn't make more. She begins to file her nails, ignoring the request.

TheRealMe departs the kitchen and moves through the common room toward one of the elevators along the curved walls, wheeling a cart. He is met at the elevator by a young woman, and they have a brief exchange. TheRealMe enters the elevator, accompanied by the young woman, and pushes the button for Main Engineering.

TheRealMe and his companion open the great vault-like door and enter Main Engineering with the cart.

“Hello, Grey. I have some milk, crackers, and cheese for you, as you requested. I also have several burgers and some bottles of soda if your appetite has returned.”

TheRealMe indicates the young woman by his side. She is a small of stature, with dark hair and glasses. She is dressed in a bikini, no doubt a legacy of the beach party, but has also wrapped a robe around herself.

“Grey, this is Bride4. By my estimation, she is the most intelligent of the Brides. Her background is in business administration, but the loss of Rukus has confounded her plans to work for Cozen. She has volunteered to be an assistant for you, if you will have her.”

Bride4 smiles shyly.

TheRealMe continues. “Or perhaps some other of our company will volunteer for that position. As First Officer, I should be able to substitute for any of the high officers, but right now my time is spread rather thin.”

TheGreyJedi attacks the plate of crackers, cheese, and milk. “Ah. That helps. Gotta replenish the blood. Hmm. An assistant. Interesting…”

Grey maneuvers his command chair to a row of lockers. He opens one and pulls out a thick manual.

“Bride4? My name is Grey. Or at least that will suffice for now.” He actually gets his lazy ass out of the command chair (noooooo!!!).

“Bikini and robe just will not do. Hang on a moment.”

Grey gives Bride4 a good once over with the eyeballs. He walks over to the row of lockers and opens another door, flips through a stack of clothes and pulls out a set of grey coveralls and a pair of engineer boots. He walks back over to Bride4.

“Size 4 petite and size 4D boots, right?” (Wow. That's a lot of unintentional 4's.) “There's a comfortably sized restroom just behind you there...” He points to the door, notices, um, something. “...as you can see, I keep it kinda cool in here, besides these are a little tougher than skin.”

Grey puts the thick manual on top of the clothes and boots in Bride4's hands.

“This is your copy of all the schematics I've designed, or collected, of SereniTREE. You don't have to memorize anything. You just have a handy user's guide. Now I nee

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Saturday, January 20, 2007 12:05 AM

**OOC: Internet access will be spotty as I'm going to have to go to the library or check at my friend's on Friday nights. The move was exhausting but it's done. I had to spend a few hours today getting things organized. It cost me WAY more than originally expected. The hotel I was going to stay at originally is just going to cost too much, so I'm moving to a basic hole-in-the-wall place that will save me 258 a month. I hope this nightmare is over soon**

Quote:

Originally posted by TheRealMe:
TheRealMe bends over the pool table, sets the cue between the knuckles of his first and second fingers, concentrates mightily, and jabs the cue ball with his cue. Balls clatter and smack together, bouncing off the edges of the pool table in an excellent demonstration of random motion.

The two ball rolls lazily toward a corner pocket, and hovers on the brink while TheRealMe holds his breath. Through will alone, he attempts to force the ball into the pocket.

He releases his breath. "Nothing. Your turn, Jake7."


TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree



**Jake7 chuckles as she sees the lack of success from TRM's turn. She lines up her shot for one of the balls near the corner pocket. She makes a connection with the cue and it snaps the ball into the pocket. She lines up for her next shot, the yellow ball in the side pocket. She hits and misses.**

Rats! Your turn!

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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."

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Saturday, January 20, 2007 4:24 AM

((i think you'll find light at the end of the tunnel soon, jake. we're thinkin' of ya))

LightMeDark jerks at the slight thump of the Ocean Cloud docking with the SereniTree - he'd been spacing out again, something that was becoming the theme of his week. After taking a minute to regain his focus, El stands up and exits the shuttle.

While he makes his way to his room, LMD tries yet again to remember what had happened to him, what he'd done, down on the planet Zanzibar. Upon arriving at his well-kept quarters, the familiar sights and smells of the place he's come to call home ease some of the stress of his most recent...adventure? journey? vacation? He really wasn't sure.

Once again feeling the unease brought on by those missing memories, El leaves his room behind and heads down to the kitchen. Minutes later, he finds himself there without really knowing just how he'd made his way to it. Spacing out again, no doubt.

LMD sighs. The constant wandering of his mind frustrates him. He thinks he should be used to it by now, but he's not. Feeling dejected, he grabs up a banana from the basket set in the center of one of the dining area's tables and begins peeling it.

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Saturday, January 20, 2007 4:36 AM

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In the Sereni-Tree engine room:

Jet stands very still, closes her eyes, and takes a deep breath. She lets the breath go amidst a fit of giggles. "Yes, Warren, I guess I'm a little flustered. After all this time... well, I never really expected him to return."

Jet removes her glasses and heads toward the showers herself, unzipping her coveralls. She shrugs out of them as she walks, and a DRD zips by to scoop them up. "I think I'll take my own turn at a nice, long, relaxing shower." She departs Main Engineering for the attached locker room, shedding her undergarments as she goes, the attentive DRD following behind to retrieve them.


Jet, Bride4





SR casually glances after Jet as sheds her way into the locker room. "Now that is a fine engineer." he thinks to himself as she disapppears behind the locker room door.

"I wonder what Seryn's up to?" he muses while studying the engineering panels. He dials up his comm link.

"Scorpion to Seryn, are you taking calls?"

Scorpion Regent

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Saturday, January 20, 2007 7:30 AM

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Originally posted by jake7:
**Jake7 chuckles as she sees the lack of success from TRM's turn. She lines up her shot for one of the balls near the corner pocket. She makes a connection with the cue and it snaps the ball into the pocket. She lines up for her next shot, the yellow ball in the side pocket. She hits and misses.**

Rats! Your turn!



TGJ chuckles briefly and thanks Trey (still tending bar after all these years...threads...what have you) as she hands him a double of 21 year old single-malt scotch over rocks. He takes his drink over to an out of the way spot with a comfy chair, runs a single earbud headphone into his left ear, turns on an iPod and gets a distant look in his eye as he sips at the drink.

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Sunday, January 21, 2007 6:24 PM

In the Sereni-Tree common room:

TheRealMe saunters up to the pool table with a smile. He bends far over the table and reaches as far as he can. But desipte the difficulty of the shot, he sinks the 3-ball in a side pocket.

There are smiles and some giggles from the audience.

"What?" he asks, "Sure, I had to adopt a goofy pose, but I got the ball into the pocket!"

"You got the 3-ball into the pocket," Trey informs him from her position behind the bar.

"So?"

"So, Jake7 already started on solids. You were supposed to be stripes. You just sank one of her balls."

"Oh! Yes. Well, your turn, then, Jake7."

TheRealMe wanders off to the sidelines, very embarrased.





TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree

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