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Meet and Greet Part Deux: The Socialing
The new people will find themselves ushered out of Obs Deck, so it can be shot down to the planet again, to pick the crew up. Eventually, the crew members on the mission are brought back up, and the doors open to let the two groups meet.
The newbies are likely not expecting their new crew-mates to come back bearing presents--which some of them are.
[ooc: This time anyone can post in. REMEMBER TO TAG OTHER PEOPLE, THO. This is set after the mission so mission peoples can meet the newbies. Latecomer newbies, if you want, you can just tag your guys into this one to make things easier.]
The newbies are likely not expecting their new crew-mates to come back bearing presents--which some of them are.
[ooc: This time anyone can post in. REMEMBER TO TAG OTHER PEOPLE, THO. This is set after the mission so mission peoples can meet the newbies. Latecomer newbies, if you want, you can just tag your guys into this one to make things easier.]
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She did stop moving through. The thought of being shot was not a pleasant one. More so since she had no idea why the man was threatening to shoot her.
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"The necklace with the nifty personal shield. But which is it? Is Stacy neutralizing your powers, or do you not want to blow your identity here yet?" He made a gesture that could have been a shrug, if there were any feeling in it. It fit well with his flat tone. "Not that that's going to happen. We're not spreading Origin anywhere."
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"Look, I have no problem with people knowing who I am. You obviously have me confused with some else. This is all just a simple case of mistaken identity" she insisted, her voice becoming oddly calm as she held her hands out in a pleading motion.
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Motoko was very good at what she did, and for that reason was rarely unarmed, even dressed in a very little fur-laced red and very little else, she had no compulsions about doing her job. The barrel of the handgun was still cold from the mission, a round chit of steely ice against the back of Cam's neck.
"That's enough," she told him calmly, watching him with great care as she continued in a quiet, conversational tone, "Give me the gun."
She did not get paid enough for this.
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Women with guns - that was a bit strange to him, but the Russians had used them, so it wasn't unheard of.
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There was a moment, where he registered confusion--because this wasn't really Adria's style, she was too proud, and Ba'al too. The moment lasted pretty much just long enough for the other woman to get the drop on him.
After that, the other man was just plain overkill.
Obviously, with the pistol point-blank, and the rifle backing it up, he was out-maneuvered and out-gunned. Even if he was feeling crazy today, these people were most likely misguided innocents. After all, most people would probably see the scene as him pointing a weapon at and threatening a helpless woman. That she was attractive (except for the genocidal tendancies) probably didn't help.
He needed to talk them down, and he wasn't going to do that waving around a weapon. As much as he disliked the idea of losing his sidearm even temporarily, or letting Adria (It was Adria, it had to be, didn't it?) out of his sight, he was going to have to roll with this.
He released his grip on the beretta, letting it hang loosely from his fingers, and held his arm out to the side. "You should know, this is not what it looks like."
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"He's right. It's really not what it seems," she agreed and took a careful step so she was at least standing between the crazy man and the man with the rifle. She held her hand up and motioned for him to perhaps lower it.
"It was really just a case of mistaken identity. There's honestly no need for weapons."
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Her attention flicked back to Erwin, but the portion of it that was still holding the gun on Cam never wavered, "You've just been drafted to help get her down to security."
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He turned to Inara, "Please, come with me and... er..." He glanced apologetically at the Major, "I am afraid I do now know your name."
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He hated it when things like this happened. Disarmed and being led to a cell, without back up? Not good. Not good at all.
"The weapon's not necessary." He kept his hands firmly up and free from any possible weapons--not that the plantsuit could conceal many. "There's no need for a production about it. If you want, we can go down to security to discuss it, but threat of violence is unnecessary."
It was worth trying to explain, at least. If things went badly...well...he was working on that plan.
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She looked over at the crazy man and decided if he got into any trouble for this, she'd at least suggest he get some mental help.
"Which way do we need to go?"
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That done, he gestures for Inara to follow Cam and the Major, "After you, please."
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Of course, things were still up in the air about whether he'd manage to explain the situation properly once down in the City, or if he'd end up with a stay in the brig yet.
He really preferred not to have that stay in the brig.
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"Thank you," she murmured politely and turned to follow the others toward the City the woman had spoke of.
Should I get Leon in on this....or would it be mroe prudent to ahve a separate log?
Without ceremony, the Major opens a cell, and invites Cam inside before locking him in, then doing the same for Inara. It's all very calm and civilized, right down to the detail in which there are two empty cells separating the two of them. Perhaps that much is paranoia, but nobody gets to Motoko's position in life without being professionally paranoid. She doesn't speak.
I vote seperate log, myself. Although I could go either way
He decided not to ask the Major questions unless he was spoken to. That seemed a safe bet, for now.
Either Works For Me. I'm Not Picky.
Like a common criminal.
She sat down on the bunk that was in the cell and snuck a look over at the man who had caused the whole mess. He didn't look crazy, though she supposed truly crazy people rarely did.
After a few minutes, she pushed gracefully to her feet and moved closer to the bars of her cell. "How long am I to be kept here?"
Either indeed.
He hadn't, by the way.
Which was why he simply crossed his arms, sat down, and waited. Compliance usually made ones captor more willing to negotiate. When force wasn't an option, obviously.
Ok, then, we'll do it here.
Either way, she left them both in brig.
Several minutes later, Leon finally arrived. He walked down the hallway where the holding cells were and paused briefly in front of Inara's. "I'll get to you in a minute," was all he told her, before moving over to stand in front of Cam's cell.
"So... Cam. Care to tell me what's going on?"
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