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- !location: obs deck,
- !plot: mission 01- recovery,
- ax,
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- brenda,
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- cielo,
- cybil bennett,
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- lois lane,
- lyta alexander,
- malcolm reynolds,
- mei ling,
- nathan petrelli,
- nia teppelin,
- nightwing,
- pavel chekov,
- q,
- river tam,
- ronon dex,
- sam winchester,
- spider-man,
- spock,
- stature,
- the vision ii,
- wyn callahan,
- yuri otani
Queries and Quibbles--mind your Q's
[ooc: Read this bit.]
Something happens outside the ship. There's a concussive noise like something docking, and then the doors to Obs open again, to reveal a mostly intact, but somewhat bedraggled away team. One of them is injured, and part of the group works to get her down to MedBay, some of the others look stoic and a touch upset with what they've learned.
Some look pissed off that their various morphers and power suits have been stolen away from them again by Stacy's tentacles or dampened.
Something happens INSIDE the ship. A handful of individuals are released from their pods after quite some time of running imaginary mazes.
Something happens outside the ship. There's a concussive noise like something docking, and then the doors to Obs open again, to reveal a mostly intact, but somewhat bedraggled away team. One of them is injured, and part of the group works to get her down to MedBay, some of the others look stoic and a touch upset with what they've learned.
Some look pissed off that their various morphers and power suits have been stolen away from them again by Stacy's tentacles or dampened.
Something happens INSIDE the ship. A handful of individuals are released from their pods after quite some time of running imaginary mazes.
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Captain Smartass Tightpants at his finest folks.
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Well, it coulda been, he guessed.
His expression grew more serious. "Sounds like a blast. Everyone make it home okay?"
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Slinging a handful of bug goo to the floor whether the ship likes it or not, the captain looked in the direction that the kid had been rushed off to. "Ship ain't got no right sending kids on stuff like this. Ain't no gorram cake walk."
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Not that such a thing seemed to stop Stacy.
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...he knew that feeling all too well. "I'm sorry to hear it. Kids ain't got no business bein' in a warzone. Don't seem to stop 'em none, though."
A pause. "...you say the ship makes 'em?"
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Noone had been punished yet but Mal wasn't bound to find out. As much as he despised following the rules, this one he had to keep. "Hopin we get some answers soon. Don't like bein away from my ship."
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Jim paused for a moment, then extended a rough hand to the man. "Name's Jim Raynor. Captain of the Hyperion."
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Accepting the hand, Mal let a wry smile cross his face. "Malcolm Reynolds, Captain of Serenity."
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"Serenity, huh? Good name."
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"It's a shame I missed it."
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Well it was repeating its self.
"Mei, tāmāde húndàn," the older man manages to breath out before he spins on his heels facing the youngest of the Tam children. He stares for a good couple of minutes honestly not expecting her to get pulled there at all. Not after..
River
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"But.. sure glad it's you and not that brother of yours. You know how much lookin' after he takes."
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Her face softens a little, no less serious, but a little less mock now. "Right or not, I'm here. Maybe I'm supposed to look after you."