Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due
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				Title: <strong>Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>07-12-2012, 04:56:47</strong>
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				The Devil's Shadow floated through the Black towards Persephone.&nbsp; They didn't have to be there for another week so they were in no hurry.&nbsp; The cargo in the hold was barely enough to pay for the fuel for this run, no point in pushing it.&nbsp; &nbsp;Nestled within the double bed in the Captain's quarters, Cal was tossing restlessly with memory filled dreams.&nbsp; A harsh beeping from the vid screen found her tangling with the sheets, struggling to break free bindings she hadn't felt in a long, long time.&nbsp; <br><br><em>”Ai Yah Tien Ah.”</em>&nbsp; A pillow was flung across the room, falling far short of it's target.&nbsp; The resulting crash of items falling to the thick carpet was just loud enough to add to her annoyance.&nbsp; Falling out of the bed she half dragged herself across the cabin, cursing loudly when she ran into things that weren't where her sleep addled brain knew they should be. The lights were still off, eyes half open as she slapped at the controls.&nbsp; “What?!”<br><br>“You look like you been chewed up and spit out.”&nbsp; The voice was familiar, and not one of her crew.&nbsp; Jolting awake she finally turned on the lights.&nbsp; Her short mousy brown hair was a mess, dark eyes bloodshot with lack of sleep and alcohol.&nbsp; Scars and tattoos decorated her naked body, some intertwined until they seemed intentional.<br><br>“No. You can tell him to blow it out his...”&nbsp; Hands on either side of the monitor, leaning against the wall she didn't care that the young man on screen could see her irritation or the upper part of her chest.&nbsp; <br><br>“You'll do as he tells you and you know it Callista.”&nbsp; She wanted to beat the sneer off the man as he said her name.&nbsp; How she loathed her father's right hand man.&nbsp; The little weasel.&nbsp; “You are coming here anyways.&nbsp; You just need to meet with him and a client.&nbsp; We will see you in two days.”<br><br>“Fuck that! We are scheduled for a week and will be there on time. Not a minute sooner!”&nbsp; Pushing the button hard to disconnect the call she glared at the blank screen.&nbsp; They could easily make it in two days.&nbsp; They could make it in four with minimal fuel cost.&nbsp; But she'd be damned if she'd give any of them the satisfaction.&nbsp; Still.&nbsp; Money was money.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Branwen</strong> on <strong>08-12-2012, 03:32:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b5/Cowgirl2.jpg)</div>Some days, the walls of the ship crowded in on a body.&nbsp; When they were busy, working hard like folk should, it wasn't a big deal.&nbsp; Sweat and sore and tired all took over and you were just grateful for a meal, a bunk and that good feeling of having done an honest day's labor.&nbsp; In between times, like now, the ship got a might small for Sarah Beth's liking.&nbsp; Staring out a port only helped so much, but the Black was no substitute for pretty blue sky above you and the wind in your face even if the stars were brilliant pricks of unwavering light unlike anything you ever saw in the night sky.&nbsp; Sarah Beth had taken to walking around the corridors like a possum stuck in a trap, looking for a way out.<br><br>Difference was, possum didn't know there wasn't a way out and kept looking.&nbsp; Sarah Beth knew the only release would be when they made planet fall.&nbsp; She'd be right there by the cargo doors, itching to hear them hiss and pop her ears as they opened.&nbsp; <br><br>Around the cargo hold, down the corridor past the infirmary, back and up the stairs and make a lap about the upper deck then back again.&nbsp; Once.&nbsp; Twice.&nbsp; Halfway through thrice, she was outside the Captain's Quarters when Sarah Beth heard the faint sound of some right angry and ugly talk coming from behind its door.&nbsp; Frowning, she paused before it then rapped hard with her knuckles.&nbsp; "Cap'n?&nbsp; Y'all okay in there?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>08-12-2012, 15:18:28</strong>
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				The knock at the door drew Cal's attention away from the hungover half-sleep state.&nbsp; Pushing off the wall she stumbled to the door, absently rubbing at the bandage on her shoulder.&nbsp; It was more a graze than an actual bullet wound, having been caught between the shooter and his intended victim, but it still bothered her.&nbsp; Tripping over her earlier discarded pillow she kicked at more out of habit than anger she moved into the living room/office and finally to the door. “Aye.&nbsp; Well as can be Doc.”&nbsp; Opening the door she gestured for Sarah Beth to come in.&nbsp; “Since yer 'ere.&nbsp; It's drivin' me mad!&nbsp; Been shot a'for Doc and they never itched like this.&nbsp; Take a peek will ya?”&nbsp; <br><br>Being a bit more awake and with someone else present her anger was quickly tucked away.&nbsp; Few could get under her skin like her pa and his right hand Jericho. Nightmares had been keeping her from sleeping well lately so she'd taken to self medicating.&nbsp; The empty bottle of dog vodka next to the couch testifying to just how.&nbsp; Uncaring that she was naked, she collapsed onto the couch.&nbsp; The Doc had seen her in worse states and nudity had never really seemed all that taboo to the Captain.&nbsp; <br><br>She wasn't what most would call an attractive woman.&nbsp; At best she'd be considered average.&nbsp; In appearance, height and in build, though some muscle did play under her tattooed skin as she moved.&nbsp; Her small breasts and athletic build testifying to genetics as well as an active childhood.&nbsp; Other than the ink and scars the only thing truly striking about her was the eyes.&nbsp; Large and dark, so much so that it was difficult to tell where the iris ended and the pupil began.<br><br>It wasn't the first time Sarah Beth was invited into the cabin.&nbsp; The living room/office was a bit of a mess, papers and books scattered about the room as usual.&nbsp; Though there did seem to be an odd sort of system to it.&nbsp; The couch was the only place free of the mess, a center of calm.&nbsp; &nbsp;Through the doorway to the bedroom the blankets and sheets could be seen.&nbsp; Her pillow peeking halfway out the door as though seeking escape.<br><br>“Might be getting' yer wish.&nbsp; Seems there's business waiting on Persephone that would incline me to hurry along.&nbsp; Not that the Docks are all that much better than bein' on a ship.&nbsp; Least ways you can pace there 'stead of the corridors like some lost moonbrain.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Branwen</strong> on <strong>08-12-2012, 20:57:21</strong>
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				The room smelled like bad decisions and night fear.&nbsp; Yup, there it was.&nbsp; An empty bottle of vodka tossed aside like common sense in the face of a sure thing played by a card sharp.&nbsp; Sarah Beth wasn't surprised, but she was concerned as always.&nbsp; For the moment, she ignored the bottle and the Captain's wound, and instead went on past her and into the bedroom.&nbsp; "Need to change your bedding first," she said and began to strip the sheets.&nbsp; The first one was tossed onto the floor and the others followed atop it, allowing Sarah Beth to pick it up like a giant hobo's bindle.&nbsp; She carried it out into the living room, added the pillowcase, and tossed the pillow back on the bed through the open doorway.<br><br>"Be nice to have some honest dirt under my boots instead of clanging steel and grease," Sarah Beth agreed.&nbsp; "To see some open sky and maybe feel a touch of rain on my face.&nbsp; I do love that smell just after a storm hits and goes in the summer."&nbsp; Sarah Beth picked up a throw from atop a pile and approached Callista with it.&nbsp; "You need to stay covered up or you'll take a chill.&nbsp; Lift up a bit now," she said and rolled Callista to the side to tuck the throw toga style around her body, leaving the injured shoulder hanging free.&nbsp; Sarah Beth's hands were large and calloused but were warm and gentle all the same.&nbsp; <br><br>"Stop fiddling with it," she said as Callista reached to scratch again.&nbsp; The vet pulled the Captain's hand firmly away and laid it back on the couch.&nbsp; "I mean it now.&nbsp; Let it be," she warned with a stern look.&nbsp; "You get it infected, I'll debride it with a rasp and pour it all full of kerosene until you howl.&nbsp; Hold still."&nbsp; Sarah Beth squatted beside the couch, butt resting on her boots, and pulled the edge of the bandage back.&nbsp; Rather than looking, she bent forward.&nbsp; Sarah Beth's braid came forward and teased the blanket atop Cal's tummy as she sniffed the wound.<br><br>"You need a warshin', but the wound don't smell bad nohow.&nbsp; I reckon it's okay."&nbsp; Sarah Beth pulled the bandage all the way off and stuck it in her back right pocket.&nbsp; "Good and pink.&nbsp; Healthy pus.&nbsp; Bit dry for my liking but I can fix that."&nbsp; She stood and picked up the bundle and the bottle.&nbsp; The bottle went into the trash.&nbsp; Sarah Beth looked down at Callista.&nbsp; "Can I trust you to leave it be for a few minutes whilst I go get some salve?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>08-12-2012, 22:29:52</strong>
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				A soft growl followed Sarah Beth as she went to the bedroom.&nbsp; They'd known one another long enough to have reached a sort of truce.&nbsp; Cal wouldn't try to fight her when Sarah Beth was being a mother hen and Sarah Beth would keep her opinions about the Captain's behavior mostly to herself.&nbsp; Mostly.&nbsp; Alternating between rubbing at her face and rubbing at the bandage she began contemplate the conversation or lack there of with Jericho.&nbsp; She'd never been invited to a meeting with one of Badger's clients before, he was far too secretive for that. <br><br>“Hmmm?”&nbsp; Finally noticing Sarah Beth was talking she let out an aggravated sigh as the throw was wrapped around her body.&nbsp; “I can dress meself!”&nbsp; Grumbling under her breath, she did as she was told anyways, far too tired to put up much of a fight.&nbsp; &nbsp;She sounded far more gruff and irritated than she truly was.&nbsp; All her life she'd had to take care of herself and others.&nbsp; It was nice to have someone take care of her from time to time. <br><br>Fighting a grin at the threat, Cal relaxed against the couch, letting Sarah Beth do her work.&nbsp; “You'd enjoy that, wouldn' ye?”&nbsp; It was rare to actually have the chance to look down on Sarah Beth, the woman standing taller than the Captain.&nbsp; Cal always enjoyed watching her work, once again she found herself wondering how Sarah Beth would take an invitation to her bed.&nbsp; Not that it was a permanent spot.&nbsp; Giving her head a little shake she resolved to never find out.&nbsp; She had far too much respect for the Doc.&nbsp; The woman deserved much better.<br><br>“I'm not a child or one of yer four legged patients.&nbsp; I ken look af'r meself.&nbsp; Was gonna wash up seein' as I'm done fightin' fer sleep. Jes' let yerself back in.”&nbsp; Rising from the couch with a grunt she caught the falling throw, tossing it onto the couch. “Don't be tryin' ta straighten nuthin neither! I got a system.”&nbsp; The only time she'd ever truly lost her temper in the Doc's presence was when Sarah Beth tried being helpful and tidying up her office.&nbsp; Cal had a system that worked for her.&nbsp; Even if no one else in the Verse could make heads or tails of it.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>08-12-2012, 23:41:47</strong>
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				Isi had wandered in at some point, the door had been open and well, an open door was an open invitation to the young woman. She would just suddenly and silently appear in places now and again, she seemed to take some kind of perverse delight in making people jump. It wasn't that she was trying to sneak either, she was just slight and quiet in moving by habit or instinct or genetics rather than design.<br><br>"What's all this cackle eh? Do me aunt nells's deceive me? Are you letting that sheep loving maniac near you with potions and unguents again? Bloody 'ell Cal, you do 'ave a death wish don't ya? Why don't we blag a proper quack next lump a mud eh?"<br><br>Isi's slang took some getting used to and she was always somewhat reluctant to explain it. She was however sporting a grin, clearly teasing. It was usually easy to tell if she didn't like you, under those circumstances she either tended to not be around, or just fade into the background. Teasing was, it seemed, reserved for people she actually liked.<br><br>She was short and thin and wiry and quite plain looking, which seemed to suit her. It made it easier for her to slip into places unnoticed. Though the plain looks could be changed quite easily, she actually could scrub up really well, and there was a very attractive young lady under all the brash and bravado, only Isi had learned at some point to keep her very well hidden. Tucked away under layers of bluster and front.<br><br>"Oh, look, if you two are after a quick charver, thats boneroo, I can be off and about it."
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				Post by: <strong>Branwen</strong> on <strong>09-12-2012, 00:07:27</strong>
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				"Don't you two start getting on like that," Sarah Beth warned.&nbsp; "Y'all get to palaverin', ain't no folk in the Verse wasn't born where you was can figure it out.&nbsp; Reckon that's what you like about it," she finished.&nbsp; <br><br>"And don't you be bringing her no bottle while I'm out either, Little Miss," she warned Isi.&nbsp; "I don't care if she threatens to keel haul you and scrape your back raw with space barnacles.&nbsp; You slip her a drink, I'll slip you some dewormer I've been saving up and we'll see if it gives you the runs like it does lambs."&nbsp; She wagged a finger at the much smaller woman and left the cabin.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>09-12-2012, 00:13:51</strong>
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				"You slip me anything you bonker there will be a barney that you don't want. I will have it away with all of your bona shiny kit and space it." Isi levelled 'the look' at Sarah Beth, "Look pretty silly wandering around wifout yer kaffies. None of yer sheep lovin' lappers in me mangarie or else ya grain fed bibi."
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				Post by: <strong>Branwen</strong> on <strong>09-12-2012, 00:16:53</strong>
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				Sarah Beth stopped in the corridor and turned around.<br><br>"Bless your heart," Sarah Beth responded.&nbsp; It was clear she had absolutely no idea what Isi had said.&nbsp; "Reckon your Ma shoulda had you over her knee more'n she did.&nbsp; You're not so big and I'm not so young I can't take her place you pull too much back sassing on me, girl," she threatened.&nbsp; "Now get on with you and what you need from the Captain and be clear when I get back."&nbsp; She grumbled something else under her breath and walked towards the infirmary.
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				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>09-12-2012, 00:25:50</strong>
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				"You try it and I will see you have a remould. I put a plate up your arse sharpish ya lanky rough trade." Isi treated Sarah Beth to a sharp eyed, narrow look, "Scarper before I have it away wiv ya switch and you catch a nasty cold."<br><br>Isi turned back to the room in general, "Walt, remind me why we has a bloody sheep botherer again?" She seemed to catch onto the fact that the captain was naked, "Oh, right, nevermind. Ah, nice lallies." She turned about and headed in the direction of away. "Bona then. Catch ya later."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>09-12-2012, 01:32:10</strong>
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				Cal looked up with a bit of a start when Isi made herself known.&nbsp; Grinning at her old friend she took a moment to sort out the meaning from her odd word choices.&nbsp; The teasing was friendly, no matter what she was saying.&nbsp; Running her hand through her hair she shook her head at the Doc's threat.&nbsp; “I only drink ta sleep.&nbsp; Ain't got time ta sleep now.”&nbsp; She tried to scowl at the much taller woman as she left, but Isi knew her well enough to be able to tell she wasn't truly angry.&nbsp; <br><br>“We keep the Doc about 'cause she knows her way 'bout a body.&nbsp; An' the Rim pays good coin fer her services.&nbsp; Bett'r than can say 'bout you.”&nbsp; Smirking she reached up to her shoulder, pulling her hand away at the last moment.&nbsp; “Ye keep yer eyes off me lallies gerl.&nbsp; Now whatcha want?&nbsp; Ye ken tell me as I wash.”&nbsp; Figuring Isi would follow or leave she returned to her bedroom, pulling the skin from the wall.&nbsp; It wouldn't be as good as a shower but the water supply was low. Filling the sink she began to scrub away the sweat and stink of the night, adding a little bit of scented oil.
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				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>09-12-2012, 01:38:14</strong>
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				"Want? A planet of me very own to hug and kiss and luve and call George?" Isi leaned against the wall just outside the bathroom, "Nah, I was just bored, an' you know 'ow it is. Bored you tend to wander for a mug to chat up right? Only there are limited targets on this nanny, so I 'as to find what's I can get right? Can't practice me trade 'ere, cos you don't dump where ya eat and I actually like most of yers. Don't tell The Yeti."
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				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>09-12-2012, 02:54:36</strong>
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				Chuckling as she used a cup to pour a bit of water of her hair, she let it dribble down her back.&nbsp; “Save us all from a bored Isi.”&nbsp; Rubbing the water in she looked over her shoulder, not seeing the girl. “Ye will na be bored fer long.&nbsp; Hurryin' along as there be work waitin'.&nbsp; Ye ken pretty up tha empty bunks an' tha other bits.”&nbsp; Rubbing the washing cloth over her one last time she finally drained the sink. “You done any work wi' me pa? Badger?”&nbsp; Putting on her robe, knowing Sarah Beth would be back she finally emerged.&nbsp; “He says there be work.”
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				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>09-12-2012, 03:47:39</strong>
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				Koschei was in the bed of his quarters. Eye closed, he somehow fit on the cramped bed with enough room for his long legs, and his powerful arms were crossed over his chest. His breaths were coming in slow, shallow and even, and he looked to be sleeping. And why shouldn't he be? He wasn't much of a technician, and was only useful on their long voyages for the lugging around of stuff, something that made him feel very useless, very fast. So, when the opportunity to kick ass came around, he didn't pass it up. It was the one thing that he was actually more skilled at than the rest of the crew, and being that said opportunities didn't come around too often, he usually made them last as long as he could without compromising whatever schedule they happened to be on. It was what he was paid for, after all!<br><br>He opened his eyes, almost entirely black at first, but shifted over to his original blue hue as the pupils contracted back to adjust for the flickering of light in his room. He scowled then, as the ruckus happening... somewhere on the ship. While made to take quite a beating, and could do just about anything that a ship of it's size was meant to do, the walls on the inside were painfully thin, and thus making so that a light tap of the hammer on one side of the ship would cause infinite amounts of irritation to someone on the other side. It was one of the drawback of being cooped up in the same box for weeks on end with the same people. Koschei wouldn't trade it for a world. Well, he would, but that be not the point.<br><br>He tossed his legs off of the bed, growling and mumbling softly to himself, a mixture of telling himself to count to ten, and a wide assortment of curses, and lewd descriptions of what he had done to the mothers of the people involved in the noise-making. He put on some shorts, but left himself shirtless as he stepped out of his room, not wanting to rummage through that mess until they docked. He would find a shirt, eventually, but he usually walked around bare chested. He had a nice body, he supposed, but it was more due to the fact that he felt cramped as it was in the ship, having grown up spending most of his days outdoors, so whatever liberties he could get, he took. <br><br>He rubbed his tired eyes, and walked over to where he heard the noise, slightly abated now, but still originating from the captian's cabin. He quickly ceased his grumbling at this realization, and slowly, as silently as possible, made his way there. That being said, he wasn't very good with being silent, at least not about his movements. He was a heavy fellow, covered in pure muscle, and each of his steps, in not carefully placed, made something of a shudder on the ground. He poked his head into the captain's quarters, seeing the door slightly open. He bumped into the Doc on the way in," Blessins' to yer, Doc," He said with a nod.<br><br>"What be the cause of this here disturbance?" He said with nod to the captain," Blessins', capt'n," He turned to the ," And blessins' to you too, Isi," He turned back to Cal, seeing that there was something bothering her," Anythin' ah can do to help ye's?" He squinted his eyes a bit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Branwen</strong> on <strong>09-12-2012, 20:20:10</strong>
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				Sarah Beth spent the next little bit gathering up some clean linens for the Captain's bunk and putting together her medicines.<br><br>There was a fair spread of medicines in the infirmary, though some of them were past the Use By date and needed updating.&nbsp; Sarah Beth spent time on the Cortex most evenings, learning what each of them did, how to measure doses and which ones were bad to mix.&nbsp; That information was always available, but Sarah Beth needed to know it in her bones.&nbsp; When the scarlet was pumping was no time to go looking something up.&nbsp; But for something as simple as the Captain's graze, she didn't need to look it up or use any of those fancy drugs in the infirmary.&nbsp; That's why she spent most of the half hour in her bunk taking things out of tins labeled Martin's Patent Hoof 'n Mouth Cure and Blue-Kote Sheep Wound Salve and Udder Drawing Compound and putting them in brown glass jars and little tins.<br><br>Folks got funny about that sometimes.&nbsp; Way Sarah Beth saw it, ringworm was ringworm and didn't much care if it was under swine flesh or boy flesh.&nbsp; A little equine nitrofurazone worked well on both.<br><br>Callista must have just finished showering when Sarah Beth let herself back in.&nbsp; There was a feeling of damp heat in the room that the environmental plant hadn't scrubbed away yet and Callisa's hair was still wet.&nbsp; She didn't like the audience that was gathered, but since it wasn't the doctoring shack, Sarah Beth didn't feel right about chasing them out.&nbsp; If the Captain wanted them there, there they would be.&nbsp; <br><br>"Sit yourself," she instructed and went to lay the clean bedding down in the bedroom.&nbsp; It was the work of just a minute to make the bed and have it looking right, if not quite as fancy as a Companion's handmaiden would make it.<br><br>"Y'all give me some space now," she told Koschei.&nbsp; That man was built like a polled steer, all muscle atop muscle atop muscle.&nbsp; He could double for an anatomy study, and Sarah Beth wouldn't say no to tracing his deltoids or his rectus abdominus and all the parts in between.&nbsp; Kind of spooky though.&nbsp; He wasn't one of those gentle big men that could lift a sack of mealies under each arm, punch out anyone in the bar then lift a girl nicely up on her horse and blush from touching her.&nbsp; No, Koschei was a killer and that kind of dampened things that weren't her panties.<br><br>Sarah Beth returned and squatted beside the Captain again.&nbsp; She patted the shoulder dry with a corner of the towel then dipped her finger into a glass jar.&nbsp; It emerged coated with some black, greasy substance that smelled like engines.&nbsp; She rubbed it into the center of the wound where she'd seen the little bit of pus.&nbsp; "This'll draw out any little bit of lead or scrap of clothing left in the wound.&nbsp; It's going to feel like a little hot spot for a bit.&nbsp; Let it be."&nbsp; When she was done, Sarah Beth wiped her finger clean on her trousers, showing where that patch that folks assumed was ground in dirt and grease really came from.<br><br>The salve smelled a lot nicer, almost like lanolin, and was a creamy tan color.&nbsp; Starting at the center, Sarah Beth worked it into the skin with her thumbs, almost like a massage, and ended up at the margins of the wound.&nbsp; The itching almost immediately subsided.&nbsp; She finished by putting a sterile, ripped open from the package in front of you, bandage on it all.<br><br>"Reckon you've got another bit of history on your hide," she said and stood up.&nbsp; "Cap, if you was a heifer and broke your leg, we wouldn't even bother to tan your hide for nothing but latigo it's got so many scars and paint on it."&nbsp; It wasn't mean, was just part of her sense of humor and she always sensed that Callista liked being thought of as a lot tougher than she might feel inside.&nbsp; "Tonight, I want you to take that bandage off and put some of this here salve around like you seed me do.&nbsp; If'n there's a lump under the black stuff, don't go picking at it and call for me to drain it."&nbsp; She put the tin on the couch beside Callista.<br><br>"Best be moving on then," Sarah Beth said to everyone and went to the door.&nbsp; Just before she opened it, the rangy blonde turned her head over her shoulder and looked at Callista with a grin.&nbsp; "If'n your nipples are chapped, you can use that salve on them too.&nbsp; I normally uses it to treat heifer teats that calves have been too rough on.&nbsp; Be seeing you," Sarah Beth said and went through the door.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>09-12-2012, 20:52:43</strong>
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				When Koschei arrived Isi bowed out, giving him a wave and a smile before padding past him and out into the corridor and off to who knows where.<br><br>The Captain had asked her to straighten up the place, which meant she was thinking of taking on passengers. So Isi dutifully checked the guest quarters, making sure each one was straight, clean and tidy, before hitting the common area and starting to clean there too. Cleaning she didn't mind. It was something she did fairly well when she put herself to the task.<br><br>By the time she was finished the place looked clean and almost inviting again. Which was somewhat of an achievement as most of the time the crew were somewhat, well, slobby.<br><br>They were just clean enough not to kill each other and the washing up, the dishes, would get done, but the general cleaning tended to fall by the wayside a lot. Still, it was kind of Isi's job when she wasn't employing her other skills and it wasn't so onerous.<br><br>Her work completed Isi relaxed into one of the mismatched sofas with her slate and set to reading.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>11-12-2012, 02:13:59</strong>
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				Cal was emerging from her room, the robe sticking a bit as she finger combed her hair.&nbsp; “Jes a bit o'nnoyance, nothin' ta worry over yet.”&nbsp; Waving for Koschei to enter she began to go through one of the assorted piles. “We might be havin' a job set up when we get planet side.&nbsp; You ever run inta a feller named Badger on Persephone?&nbsp; Thinks 'imself important but he's nuthin more than a jumped up peddler.&nbsp; An'ways he might be havin' work fer us.&nbsp; Gotta meet him an' a client when we arrive.”&nbsp; Pulling out a small book she smiled in triumph.&nbsp; “Here ya be.”&nbsp; She handed the book over, the cover and binding worn.&nbsp; “Tis me notes on ev'one tha' werks fer him.&nbsp; Least last time I wus 'round him.&nbsp; Might'n be way out o' date but it'll tell ya tha kind o people he deals with.”&nbsp; <br><br>She didn't notice Isi go, but then again one only noticed Isi when the woman wanted them to.&nbsp; Sitting with a put upon sigh she lowered the shoulder of the robe for Sarah Beth to work.&nbsp; Trying to remain as still as possible she wrinkled her nose at the smell of the first unguent.&nbsp; “Ye'll be cummin wi' me ta tha meetin'.&nbsp; I donna trus' Badger, 'specially where money be involved.”&nbsp; She was addressing Koschei, she'd no more bring Sarah Beth into such a meeting as she'd take a suitless spacewalk.&nbsp; <br><br>The second smelled better and the Doc's touches helped relax some of the tension she was still carrying from her nightmares. The fact that the itching stopped drew out an almost pleasured sigh.&nbsp; “An' why didn' ya use this a'fore?”&nbsp; Her lip quirked in a bit of a smile as she tried to glare at the veterinarian.&nbsp; She just couldn't be hard on the woman, or really any of her crew.&nbsp; They'd all earned their places on her ship and in her small circle of friends.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>The comment about her hide drew a rare laugh, the sound coming from deep within.&nbsp; “If'n I was a heifer I woul' 'ave been put down long ago.&nbsp; To tough fer even tha cheapest slops.&nbsp; 'Sides, need ta make sure ye earn yer keep.&nbsp; Wouldn' be wantin' ya ta get bored.”&nbsp; Righting the robe as Sarah Beth finished up Cal gave a nod of thanks, never one to really elaborate her emotions in front of a group.&nbsp; Though comment about her nipples and the salve caught her completely off guard, leaving her with an even rarer blush as she coughed and laughed at the same time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>12-12-2012, 05:49:05</strong>
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				Koschei watched what was happening, realizing with a bit of red showing on his pale white skin as he realized that he had barged in on the captain having herself treated. He blushed a bit more when the two women began speaking of her breasts. He had seen her naked before, but it wasn't something that they talked about, or even planned. She had needs, as did he. There was nothing more to it. Seeing her naked, or even thinking on the subject in any other pretext immediately had him shoving the thoughts away, as they weren't proper. She was his captain, and had more than once proven that she deserved his utmost respect. And it wasn't respectful to think of her in that way. <br><br>So, when she spoke to him, he wasn't surprised to find himself looking away and nodding," Yer got't capt'n," He was unconsciously covering the blood that suddenly covered his face. He forced some control over his body, took a deep breath, and looked back to her, his jaw still clenching," I got yer back'n this one," He nodded, asserting his place as the soldier among this bunch of space dogs. He shook his head, and tossed up a lousy salute. He wondered if she needed him for anything else. When he realized that she didn't he took up the notes, and with a nod to the doctor, a tall, gaunt woman that seemed only to have much interest in her job, and in practically everybody except him. Maybe it was because she spent so much time patching him up, she thought he was too dangerous to be around for too long. He chuckled a bit at the thought, and retreated back to the hallway just outside of the captain's cabin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessMc</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 02:05:06</strong>
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				Ari wandered into the kitchen area, a smudge of grease on her cheek, but her hands relatively clean.&nbsp; She was almost meticulous about cleaning her hands.&nbsp; She pulled open and cabinet, reached far behind the pouches placed in there and pulled out an orange.&nbsp; She took deep breath and sighed. It was one of her hiding places, she had things hiding all over the ship.&nbsp; Though her most important things were hidden, where she spent the most of her time.<br><br>There was a time, when all she had to do was ask, and fresh fruit was delivered at a drop of a hat.&nbsp; She turned around and jumped when she noticed Isi.&nbsp; Ari nodded her head, "Ma'am."&nbsp; She said softly, there was something funny about the way she talked.&nbsp; Almost like she fumbled over the words.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 05:00:15</strong>
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				"There are better places to stash yer trough. And if you leave it for too long it will go all Pete Tong." Isi commented. She was wearing a little frilly apron, which didn't so much go with the army boots and the big heavy sweater. "So what brings crumpet like you onto a goat like this anyway lumpy?" Isi was forever asking questions of Ari, it was just possible that the girl liked to see her squirm.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessMc</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 07:17:47</strong>
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				"Ma'am, ya'll always ask the same questions."&nbsp; Ari told her as she slowly peeled her orange.&nbsp; Ari never gave a clue to where she was from.&nbsp; Only the captain knew her place of birth.&nbsp; She held out a few wedges of orange to Isi, "I bet, you ain't gonna turn down this?" She gave Isi a cheeky grin.&nbsp; "I ain't gonna share with everyone....so you best not tell."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 07:22:57</strong>
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				"I know how to keep schtum." Isi assured the girl, taking two of the offered wedges and stepping back, "Cheers. You are gonna spill someday. Don't make me tickle the story out of yer."<br><br>Ari was a puzzle, but a casual one. If she were any more than that Isi would have turned the light of full investigation on things and assuaged her curiosity herself. Only that wouldn't have been right and proper and so Isi would just ask and wait to see if/when the girl opened up about things. "When you gonna teach me how to do this mechanic's tin plate stuff then?" Isi had previously expressed an interest in learning mechanics and it seemed would continue to do so. After all the more you knew the more you had to fall back on when times were hard. It didn't do to stop either learning or practising in life.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessMc</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 09:08:06</strong>
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				Ari shook her head, "If I be tellin' you how I do stuffs, then what use am I?" She knew Isi was never gonna let up, and someday she really was going to have to tell the crew her secret.&nbsp; She was sure they would be upset, she hadn't been honest with them.&nbsp; If they knew the truth, it would change everything.&nbsp; "Isi, you keep askin' and I will keep smilin'."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Branwen</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 14:58:39</strong>
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				Seeing to the Captain's hurts had been a good outlet for Sarah Beth's energy.&nbsp; The intense desire to roam the ship had been abated, if not entirely removed.&nbsp; Putting everything back where it belonged also helped.&nbsp; Sarah Beth wasn't compulsive about cleanliness and order but she did prefer it when possible.&nbsp; Sometimes though your boots just had manure on them and you tracked it into the bunkhouse and there wasn't no dealing with it just then.&nbsp; But when you could, you got the shovel and scraped it up and put it back outside on the pile.&nbsp; That's why she took the time now to tidy up.&nbsp; There was also the matter of the Captain's bedding that needed to be washed.&nbsp; Well, no time like the present.<br><br>Bundle in hand, Sarah Beth went into the corner of the cargo bay where an always finicky, seldom reliable washing machine had been installed.&nbsp; It was an ancient thing and leaked water, sparks and steam in equal amounts.&nbsp; It also shook fit to rattle bolts off the hull outside when it was on the fritz.&nbsp; Sarah Beth loaded it, slitted her eyes and cautiously pressed the button to start it.&nbsp; Sparks flew and she jumped clean back like a jackrabbit who saw a coyote.&nbsp; "Gorram it," she swore.&nbsp; More button pressing failed to even elicit sparks and the machine refused to come to life.<br><br>"ARI!" she yelled, voice full bodied and pitched just slightly higher than normal to carry.&nbsp; "ARI!&nbsp; Getcher hide down here and fix this motherless, spavined, crawfishin' piece of junk!&nbsp; ARI!&nbsp; You hear me girl!"&nbsp; For good measure Sarah Beth reared back and planted a kick smack in the middle of the washing machine's front panel, leaving a dent to match dozens of others.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessMc</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 20:06:53</strong>
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				Ari winced when she heard a call for her services, she stuffed the remaining orange slices into her mouth.&nbsp; "Well, that was a quick restin' time. I better go, before she beats the poor thing to it's death."&nbsp; She gave Isi a polite nod, "Ma'am." She excused herself.<br><br>She ran to the cargo bay and saw Sarah Beth, giving the washing machine the look of death.&nbsp; She also noticed the fresh dent.&nbsp; "You know Doc, maybe if ya'll wouldn't kick the poor beast, she just might be wantin' to work for ya."&nbsp; She nudged Sarah Beth away from the front of the machine with the nudge of her hip and a grin.&nbsp; "Now that one right, that is your shoe."&nbsp; She pointed to the fresh dent.&nbsp; "And those...."&nbsp; There was a cluster of dents that she pointed out, "....now those are Kos's."&nbsp; She shook her head as she pulled the machine forward.<br><br>"Okay, here is the deal...."&nbsp; Ari was talking to the washer now.&nbsp; Her accent definitely changed.&nbsp; "I promise you, as soon as we land, I will make sure the Captain gets you the new parts we need.&nbsp; You just have to last, a few more days.&nbsp; At most."&nbsp; While she was talking she was behind the machine pulling wires, tightening screws, re-attaching hoses.&nbsp; Still she talked to the thing, "You are a hard working washer, and we appreciate you.&nbsp; No worries you won't be replaced."<br><br>Ari popped up from behind the washer, and moved it back.&nbsp; She pressed the button and with almost no sparks at all, the machine started right up, "There ya go, Doc.&nbsp; She's right as rain."<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 20:41:15</strong>
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				Alone once more Cal dressed quickly.&nbsp; Snug cargo pants with plenty of pockets and a snug Blue Sun t-shirt.&nbsp; A pair of heavy boots completed the ensemble, taking her as far from feminine as she usually felt. <br><br>Even though Sarah Beth was bellowing on the other end of the ship, she could hear her.&nbsp; Which meant Ari wouldn't be far behind.&nbsp; Stomping down the hall and through the kitchen she found Isi with the cutest little apron.&nbsp; “Really?&nbsp; And where 'ave you been hidin' that little bit Isi?&nbsp; Not plannin' on leavin' us fer tha domestic life are ye?”&nbsp; <br><br>Deciding she needed something in her stomach before dealing with the ever perky mechanic she headed for the sink, pouring some of water into a pan.&nbsp; A bit of instant coffee powder went into a cup as the water boiled.&nbsp; Leaning against the counter she dug into the box of crackers.&nbsp; Munching just enough to settle her stomach, watching Isi with a smirk. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 20:44:13</strong>
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				"All cleaned up and spivvy guv." Isi pointed out, "I don't needs my lugholes bent or nuffin'." She was grinning, clearly playing. She tossed something small up in the air and caught it in her mouth before munching on it. "So ow' long till we land this nanny goat and get some play time?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 21:17:02</strong>
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				The water was boiling, turning off the heater she carefully poured the water into her cup.&nbsp; Inhaling deeply of the rich, if a bit chemical, aroma.&nbsp; “Few days.&nbsp; Pushin' up tha timetable so's can chat wi' some peoples 'bout a job.&nbsp; Figure a day ta unload tha cargo, tha big man ken take care o' tha.&nbsp; Ye ken have yer liberty jus'os ye donna be getting' in trouble.&nbsp; This ain't some backwa'er moon.&nbsp; Don't want tha local law or tongs lookin' to 'ard at us.”&nbsp; Blowing on the steaming black ambrosia she took a sip, eyes closing in appreciation.&nbsp; It was purely a placebo effect and she knew it but the first swallow seemed to help the pounding in her head fade a bit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 21:30:05</strong>
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				"Would I land this load of reprobates in chokey by bein' caught by a charperin' omi? I is not yer simple tea leaf." Isi grinned broadly, "I'm exceptional, I am. No comeback. I am so Robbin I can have it away with stuff they didn't even know they 'ad. Its kushde. Kosher."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Branwen</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 22:02:36</strong>
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				<em>Ari popped up from behind the washer, and moved it back.&nbsp; She pressed the button and with almost no sparks at all, the machine started right up, "There ya go, Doc.&nbsp; She's right as rain."</em><br><br>"Next time this thing nips at me, like I'll go get my hogleg and ventilate it," she warned.&nbsp; "Or get Koschei to chuck it out the airlock when we're betwixt and between.&nbsp; Consarn it, Ari, it vexes me sore."&nbsp; Sarah Beth frowned once more at the now working washer then pushed her hand through her hair.&nbsp; "Thank you for patching it up," she said with sincerity.&nbsp; "I apologize for bellowing for you instead of coming and asking you to look at it.&nbsp; I was a bit peeved."<br><br>"Didn't take you away from nothing important, did I, Ari girl?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 22:42:44</strong>
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				She could usually follow along but Cal found herself looking askance at Isi.&nbsp; “Whatcha on about?”&nbsp; Shaking her head she took another drink.&nbsp; “No' 'portant.”&nbsp; Waving her hand she finished off another cracker.&nbsp; “No' sure 'ow long we'll be grounded.&nbsp; I 'ate bein' on tha' planet.”&nbsp; Rubbing at the bandage on her shoulder more because it was there than due to irritation she let out a long sigh.&nbsp; “Be nice if'n we ken find a proper pilot.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessMc</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 22:45:32</strong>
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				Ari looked stricken and put her hand on the washing machine, "The Doc don't mean that." She patted the top with hand softly. "And if Kos touches it, I might be makin' life for him unpleasant."&nbsp; Ari grinned then.<br><br>Ari shrugged her shoulders, "Ain't doin' nothin' important, Doc.&nbsp; Just finished up workin' on that fuel line for the Cap.&nbsp; This ole gal, will give us an extra three more days on the fuel we have."&nbsp; She looked fondly at the metal walls of the ship.&nbsp; "So I slipped into the kitchen to get some fuel for me.&nbsp; Isi was there, askin' the same ole questions."&nbsp; Ari laughed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 22:48:53</strong>
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				"I could pick it up." Isi grinned, knowledge seemed like candy to Isi, it was strange, but then it did make a certain twisted sense, the more you knew the more you could rely on just yourself in a pinch. The more flexible you became. The better thief. She seemed to be a sponge at times, turning up and asking questions when people were doing things. The scary part was that the questions usually showed she was learning just by watching.<br><br>"What sort of nefarious and untowards are we going to be picking up marchin's for on this here busman's?" Great, did the slang never end?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Branwen</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 23:05:10</strong>
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				Sarah Beth looked a little upset.&nbsp; "Didn't mean to take you away from your vittles, girl.&nbsp; Come on.&nbsp; Let's get a nosebag back on you and I can't say I'd say no to a go at the manger either."&nbsp; Sarah Beth put her arm around the girl, almost as tall as her but skinny as a rail, and drew her along towards the galley.&nbsp; It was something a big sister would do, meaning nothing by it other than that she cared about you and was looking out for you.<br><br>"Any scuttlebutt on how the Captain got shot this time?" she asked well before they reached the galley.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 23:34:07</strong>
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				Cal gave a snort at Isi's offer to learn.&nbsp; “Takes mor'en me jes showin' ye wha' buttons ta push.&nbsp; Nah.&nbsp; A proper pilot know 'ow ta use tha planets ta sling ye 'cross tha 'Verse an 'ow ta tell when a ship be close ta 'er breakin' point.&nbsp; Som'in I barely know an' can't teach ya.”&nbsp; Once more the cup was raised to her lips, the woman looking surprised when the last of the swill they called coffee dribbled onto her tongue.&nbsp; <br><br>“No' sure.&nbsp; Got a meet set wi' me pa an' a client.”&nbsp; She said the last word with a sneer of derision, making clear just how she felt about the meeting.&nbsp; “Tha big man is comin' wi' me.&nbsp; Bit o' muscle fer show.&nbsp; Let 'im know I canna be push'd round no more.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>16-12-2012, 00:00:15</strong>
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				"If there is going to be Queensbury I will be best of out of it." Isi commented, "I don't like agro." She shook her head just very slightly, "Your old man is enough of a berk to think 'e can push you about?" The look on Isi's face was one of deep distaste, clearly showing what she thought of that idea.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>16-12-2012, 02:02:23</strong>
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				Grimacing, Cal turned around to rinse out her mug.&nbsp; “Aye.&nbsp; 'E is.&nbsp; An' there were a time 'e could.&nbsp; 'E han't got used ta me no' bucklin' under.&nbsp; 'E's stuck in 'is ways 'e is.&nbsp; Problem bein' 'e's got tha muscle round 'im to keep 'im stuck in 'is ways.” Finishing her washing up she dried her hands off on her pants.&nbsp; “Gotta chat wi' Ari 'fore I set it ta 'urry 'long.&nbsp; Yer welcome ta sit in an' I ken teach ya tha basics o' flyin.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>16-12-2012, 02:43:18</strong>
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				"I read the basics. Pitch, yaw, roll, escape velocity, powered re-entry, throttles and altimeters and galactic north. Theory I 'as." Isi shrugged, "Never had any practical is all. Never had a goat to play with before."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessMc</strong> on <strong>16-12-2012, 03:29:42</strong>
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				Ari gave a shrug as she let the Doc, lead her out of the cargo bay.&nbsp; "Nah, ain't heard a thing, and she ain't tellin'.&nbsp; It will be nice to be hittin' land, our ole girl needs some care."&nbsp; She patted the metal wall as she passed.&nbsp; "Plus we need to stock up.&nbsp; I am bettin' the Cap is just about out of coffee."&nbsp; Ari winced.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Branwen</strong> on <strong>16-12-2012, 03:46:55</strong>
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				Sarah Beth chuckled.&nbsp; "Ari, you perplex me something fierce, but you're a good spirit."&nbsp; Her arm gave Ari a little hug, again a very Big Sister gesture.<br><br>"Be good to get fresh coffee, and fresh air, and fresh sights and fresh everything," she agreed.&nbsp; The continued down the passageways towards the galley.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>16-12-2012, 03:52:45</strong>
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				Leaving the captain's quarters had left the giant somewhat at a loss. He wasn't going to sleep anymore, something of a curse of him, being that if he was woken from a deep sleep, he wouldn't be able to sleep for a long, long while afterwards. He scowled, and, instead of moving to his bunk again, he decided that he might as well see what was going on around the rest of the ship. He heard whispers here and there, of the crew together, talking to make the time on these long trips fly a bit. He heard his name, or at least the traditional nickname that had been placed over him since he had arrived, and he moved over to listen. He was inquisitive, and if he was being spoken of, he always wanted to hear.<br><br>And he heard something about his life being made very miserable if he touched the washing machine. He wouldn't have disagreed. He would have sworn to the fact that the machine hated his guts, and he always approached it with the utmost care. It never worked right, though, not for him. Ari, on the other hand, made it work like a dream, but asking her to take care of his was just not done. <br><br>He stepped in behind them, with uncharacteristic silence," I couldn't agree more, Doc," He nodded, and fell into pace with the two women," How's you two?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>16-12-2012, 03:59:36</strong>
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				“Basics is all fine an' dandy. Don't mean nothin' really.&nbsp; Wi' flyin' it's more 'bout feelin' than numbers.&nbsp; Leastways it is ta me.”&nbsp; She could hear voices coming up the corridor so rather than looking for her mechanic she leaned back against the counter. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessMc</strong> on <strong>16-12-2012, 07:07:04</strong>
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				Ari smiled at the other woman.&nbsp; She liked the Doc, truly.&nbsp; But it was going to be just a matter of time, before they came at her with their questions.&nbsp; She leaned into the Doc's hug briefly, "Mystery is a good thing, right?"<br><br>Kos, was suddenly beside them and she smiled, "Must'a heard his name, or the word, vittles."&nbsp; She laughed softly as she nudged him with her elbow.&nbsp; "I ain't makin' you a meal, Kos. My talents lie with our gal."<br><br>When they finally walked into the galley, she saw the Captain leaning against the counter, Isi was still there, in the same silly little apron.&nbsp; She made eye contact with the Captain and gave her a nod, "Ma'am." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Branwen</strong> on <strong>16-12-2012, 14:24:58</strong>
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				<em>He stepped in behind them, with uncharacteristic silence," I couldn't agree more, Doc," He nodded, and fell into pace with the two women," How's you two?"</em><br><br>"Holy fiddlesticks, you gave me a fright," she told Koschei.&nbsp; "How'd you do that, all sneaking up like that?"&nbsp; It shouldn't have been possible for someone so big to move so quiet.&nbsp; Not quiet, utterly silent.&nbsp; What other hidden tricks did the big guy have up his sleeve?&nbsp; Well, not that he was wearing a shirt, she noted, but still.&nbsp; "You keep this up and we're going to have to put a bell on you, Koschei."<br><br>In the galley now, Sarah Beth watched to make sure Ari got back to eating something, then got herself a cup of coffee.&nbsp; Looking towards Koschei, she lifted the pot, silently asking if he wanted some.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>16-12-2012, 19:10:49</strong>
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				“Ari! Jus' the one I was lookin' fer.&nbsp; Gonna speed I' all up a bit.&nbsp; Hit Persephone in earlier than a week.&nbsp; Know you's been fiddlin' with tha engines, they all set ta do a full burn?”&nbsp; Seeing the Doc enter as well her fingers twitched with the desire to&nbsp; rub at the bandage just so the Doc would take another peek.&nbsp; Despite their roughness the woman's fingers felt good on the skin.&nbsp; <br><br>“Right then you lot.&nbsp; I 'ope ta take on some folk this round.&nbsp; Dependin' on if'n I take on a bit o' work we're 'urryin' fer.” 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessMc</strong> on <strong>18-12-2012, 01:26:33</strong>
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				Ari blinked, "Sure thing, Cap.&nbsp; Gonna take me a bit to fiddle with the fuel line again.&nbsp; I had then configured for a slow ride. But I should have it down in two shakes of sheep's tail.&nbsp; I thought....nevermind."&nbsp; Ari looked down at the floor. When she looked back up she had her perky little smile plastered in place.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>18-12-2012, 02:19:06</strong>
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				"That's the, 'You were only supposed to blow the bloody doors off!' smile right there." Isi pointed out, "I don't trust it. Its all sus and I rip and tear, if you cause our toes to curl up Ari, I am goin' ta have some very strong verbiage at yer in the bye an' bye."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>18-12-2012, 02:45:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He walked in, nodding a greeting to the captain, stepping over to Miss Beth, A little self-conscious that he was now among most of the crew, and he was still half-dressed. He decided to ignore the feeling that everyone was watching, and judging, and he walked over to take a small mug of coffee. Small, of course, in comparison to him, for as he gripped the cup, his powerful hand dwarfed the piece of ceramic. He took his coffee black, no sugar, the way, in his opinion, that it was meant to be drunk. In his opinion, if God had wanted to the drink to be sweet, he would have made the bean sweet. Of course, he knew that his own tastes were a bit eccentric. He was nothing if not liberal about other people's beliefs, so long as said beliefs didn't somehow in with one or more of his crewmates hurt. <br><br>He looked at the doctor. She was actually a looker. Not very beautiful, if that was what a man was looking for, but she had striking features, not something that a man would forget. She was tall too, lean, with nimble hands, something that he had been on the receiving end of on occasion, when he had required her particular set of talents. She was a good doctor, but not much of a fighter, although he knew that she could handle her own, if the need arose. <br><br>He took a sip of the coffee, and winces appreciatively," Nice," He nodded, and took another sip," So Doc..." He wondered what to say to open a conversation with her. He had never been much good at it," Why was it that our good mechanic wanted to make my life miserable?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Branwen</strong> on <strong>18-12-2012, 02:52:49</strong>
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				"She's as mother hen about that machine as I am about my stock," Sarah Beth answered then picked up a rag to grab the handle of the coffee pot.&nbsp; She saw Koschei didn't need a topping up and so poured herself some instead.&nbsp; The heat of it came through the mug in her hand, some cheap giveaway from a company with a lot more Chinese lettering than common sense.&nbsp; What was that pink octopus doing to that girl anyhow?<br><br>"Washer broke.&nbsp; Again.&nbsp; I gave it the boot, but not as good as you've done in the past.&nbsp; Ari girl don't like that, but she forgave me and got it working again."&nbsp; While she spoke Sarah Beth added milk-flavored protein powder and some sticky, raw brown sugar to her mug until it was as much sweetener and milk as coffee.&nbsp; "I might have mentioned asking you to toss it out the airlock if it broke again and Ari girl there didn't cotton to my idea.&nbsp; So, uh, that's why she was plotting against you.&nbsp; Sorry, fella."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>18-12-2012, 04:03:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Like Isi, Cal recognized the smile.&nbsp; Growling in amused frustration she pushed off the counter.&nbsp; “What 'ave ya done ta me ship, girl?” She lacked the height to tower over Ari but that didn't mean she couldn't try to be intimidating.&nbsp; Her balled fists rested on her hips as she glared at the mechanic.&nbsp; “Ya know we canna risk being stuck driftin', no telling when we'll need ta flash some'un.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessMc</strong> on <strong>20-12-2012, 17:13:57</strong>
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				"She'd never leave us adrift. I just thought we could save a bit of fuel, if we had to make a quick get away before payday. Leave a little fuel in the tanks just in casers." Ari gave the captain another grin, "She'll be more than ready. She flies true."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>21-12-2012, 02:22:03</strong>
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				He raised his brow," Well, being that Ah am glayd that Ah wasn't the one that did th' angering," He took a sip of the scalding liquid, wincing a bit, and then taking another sip," But Ah wasn't expectin' ye to put me in her sights by a long shot," He grinned," And here I was thinkin' ye liked me," He chuckled deep in his chest, not deep enough to shake the mug that he was carrying. He was trying to keep it low, after all, as the captain seemed to be in deep conversation with Ari. He shook his head, with a cheeky grin tossed at Sarah Beth," But, other than that," He realized that he asked her this every time that they were talking," How'dya like the Verse?" It was his way of asking how she was doing. Most people didn't get it, and why should they? The term was native to his own home. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>21-12-2012, 22:57:16</strong>
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				“Fine, fine.&nbsp; Git some grub in ya an' then git ta puttin' it back in order.”&nbsp; She looked about at her small crew, a blessing and a curse as it meant fewer mouths to feed but also fewer redundancies.&nbsp; “Since we'll be hurrin' along, 'ow about a real meal?&nbsp; Know we been watchin' tha rations.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Branwen</strong> on <strong>22-12-2012, 03:37:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"With more atmo between me and it."&nbsp; The answer was frank and more than a little indicative of how Sarah Beth felt about being cooped up inside a ship.&nbsp; "Back home, even on the loneliest stretch of land, you always knew that if you kept riding the fence you'd find someone.&nbsp; Out here," she gestured towards the bulkhead in the general direction of the tail end of the ship, "a body gets to going and there's no guarantee that you'll find a body, or even anything.&nbsp; Sometimes I hear ships just keep going and going and never come back."<br><br>"Ain't a comforting thought," Sarah Beth said and sat the coffee cup down largely untouched.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>22-12-2012, 04:33:29</strong>
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				Isi poked Sarah Beth in the belly softly, "Hey, stop being a distraction. Someone said somefin' about grub. We should be babblin' already. What's the ruddy hold up?" She was smiling broadly, clearly teasing.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Branwen</strong> on <strong>22-12-2012, 16:20:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Girl, when I was knee high to a grasshopper I was still taller'n you," Sarah Beth teased back.&nbsp; Isi's poke didn't quite banish the feeling of being cooped up, but it redirected it.&nbsp; It was too easy to think of Isi as a child on account of her height, but there was ample intelligence and way too much bad past experiences crammed in that small frame.&nbsp; "If it's grub you want, you got to work for it.&nbsp; Come on and I'll teach you how to make cornmeal griddle cakes."&nbsp; She draped a long arm around Isi's shoulder, but let the girl see it coming well in advance and that there was no threat behind it before actually touching skin.<br><br>"The secret's to toss in some molasses, the darkest you can find, while you're beating the batter.&nbsp; Then make sure that griddle's hot enough you can count to four when you hold your palm just above it.&nbsp; Any less than that, you'll scorch them."&nbsp; Sarah Beth continued her discussion of how just to make the griddle cakes with Isi.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>22-12-2012, 20:24:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Isi allowed herself to be steered over to the task at hand, slipping an arm around Sarah Beth's waist partly as re-assurance that the arm around the shoulder was okay, but mostly because, well, it seemed like the thing to do and gave Isi a warm feeling.<br><br>She paid attention to the lesson and pitched in and helped as much as she could. When Isi flipped over into 'learning' mode as now, she tended to soak up all she could and seek to practice what was being taught immediately so as to fix the good stuff and have someone on hand to point out the mistakes as she made them.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessMc</strong> on <strong>26-12-2012, 01:00:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ari gave the Captain, a cheeky grin, "Yes, ma'am. We ain't gonna disappoint ya."&nbsp; <br><br>She almost squealed in delight about the thought of them all sitting around and eating together.&nbsp; She looked at the gathered group and seemed to come to some kind of decision. "Be right back."&nbsp; Ari scurried off in the direction of the engine compartment with a laugh.&nbsp; When she returned she held a box in her arms and placed it on the table.<br><br>"It ain't much, but....."&nbsp; Inside the box held what was left of her fruit.&nbsp; Mostly citrus, a few small apples, and mandarins.&nbsp; "I thought I should share."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>27-12-2012, 02:51:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cal covered the fond smile that was growing with a cough.&nbsp; Sarah Beth and Isi heading toward the kitchenette to cook and Ari running off.&nbsp; Looking to Koschei she crooked her head.&nbsp; “Right you.&nbsp; Seein' as we's all eatin', best be settin' tha table.&nbsp; Ya do tha an' I'll check ta make sure we donna crash o'er vittles.”&nbsp; <br><br>She missed Ari's return, taking her time on the way to the cockpit.&nbsp; She adored the crew but sometimes they were just a bit too...happy for her tastes.&nbsp; Settling into the pilots seat she checked the readings, nothing showing on the long range that shouldn't be there.&nbsp; Always a relief.&nbsp; To most the dangling wires and fidgety controls would be a detriment.&nbsp; They certainly drew her ire from time to time.&nbsp; But they were signs Ari was working on the ship.&nbsp; The girl love it as much as she did.&nbsp; Maybe more.&nbsp; <br><br>Before getting up to return to the galley she stroked the console lovingly.&nbsp; “Don'cha worry none.&nbsp; I'll find ya a proper pilot one o' these days.&nbsp; I know's ya miss ol' Bean but he done gone and got 'imself hitched and 'is woman donna like 'im flyin' 'bout.”&nbsp; With that she gave everything one last look and headed back down the corridor.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Branwen</strong> on <strong>27-12-2012, 14:56:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well isn't that a treat," Sarah Beth said as she looked at the bounty Ari offered.&nbsp; Her smile was genuine and even a little hungry.&nbsp; Fresh fruit was slim and hard to find in between places, and always welcomed.&nbsp; In that way they weren't so different than sailors of old.&nbsp; She left Isi making griddle cakes, confident in her cooking.&nbsp; That girl learned fast!&nbsp; She pestered you with questions, but you didn't have to learn her something twice.&nbsp; Sarah Beth wondered what Isi's life would have been like if she'd been raised in the Core with proper schooling at some place for smart young'ins.&nbsp; Why, she'd be something now, wouldn't she?&nbsp; Sarah Beth made a note to ask Isi about her book learning.&nbsp; The girl could read, right?&nbsp; <br><br>"These are almost too pretty to divvy up, Ari.&nbsp; You pick first, since they're yours, then pick something out for the Captain as well.&nbsp; Koschei and Isi and I will clean up the leavings."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>30-12-2012, 04:11:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Koschei looked over the sudden bustle in the kitchen. He dislike being in crowded spaces, at least not when a brawl was going on, because then, since he was usually bigger than anybody else around, he was constantly afraid that he might actually hurt someone by accident, just because he wouldn't notice it. When there was a brawl going around him, hurting the other guy never was an issue, which usually meant that he liked such situations. He was also not regretting the fact that he had neglected to mention that he was a superb cook as well, and only cooked something special for himself when there wasn't any danger of him being intruded upon by others. He had had to learn how to make grub from his home-world be edible for a bunch of hungry farmers and scavengers in his time, so he was able to make quite a few tasty dishes using just about any kind of food. <br><br>But, instead, he moved over to help setting the table while the others bustled about. He then sat, as quietly and as unobtrusively as a man his size could be, in waiting for the meal to be served.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessMc</strong> on <strong>02-01-2013, 00:42:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ari grinned at Sarah Beth, "There is plenty for everyone."&nbsp; She reached out though and grabbed two oranges.&nbsp; "One for the Cap and one for me."&nbsp; Her grin turned impish. "Fresh fruit, it's my secret addiction.&nbsp; I miss it so much. At home we....."&nbsp; Ari stopped suddenly, her grin faded.&nbsp; "Ne'ermind."&nbsp; She pushed to the rest of the fruit towards Sarah Beth and Kos.&nbsp; "Kos should get two, cuz he's big."&nbsp; She said changing the subject.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>02-01-2013, 18:30:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Isi was starting to run out of raw materials, which was a shame as she was really starting to understand the process and was gaining confidence.<br><br>"Do we need more of these?" She asked the room in general, "There isn't much batter left." She intoned with all solemnity, "I can make more with more batter." she offered.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>03-01-2013, 05:48:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cal gave her crew time to chat without her, walking back to the mess slowly.&nbsp; Arriving just in time to hear Isi proclaim she was nearly out of batter.&nbsp; The stack of griddle cakes was more than enough to feed them all twice over.&nbsp; “Don't be needin' more unless Ari dun hid passengers in wi' those oranges.”<br><br>Smiling warmly she moved around the table, lightly touching Koschei on the shoulder blade.&nbsp; She wasn't often one for touching but it had been awhile.&nbsp; And she always did get all sorts of thoughts in her head when seeing that strong back.&nbsp; Settling in on the bench with space between them she made a grab for her piece of fruit.&nbsp; “Thanks Ari girl.&nbsp; So when ya plannin' on gittin tha cockpit sorted out? Can't be hirin' no pilot with wires danglin' 'bout.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Branwen</strong> on <strong>03-01-2013, 13:31:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Captain," Sarah Beth acknowledged her presence with the quietly spoken word and a tip of her head.&nbsp; She wondered what that had all been about with Ari.&nbsp; Sure it was about home, but was she mooning because she missed it, which was right and normal, or had she been chased off it ahead of something not quite right?&nbsp; Would she even talk about it if Sarah Beth asked?&nbsp; That bore some serious thinking about.<br><br>At random she picked two of the fruit and held them out to Koschei with her left hand and closed her right around one for herself.&nbsp; Felt like an apple, a small one that might be sweet or mouth achingly tart.&nbsp; Only that first surprising bite would tell.&nbsp; "Good work on them griddle cakes, Little Miss Isi.&nbsp; Set that bowl to soak and come sit."&nbsp; After Koschei took the fruit, Sarah Beth took her spot and waited on the others.<br><br>"Anyone want to say Grace?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>03-01-2013, 16:44:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Grace." Stated Isi flatly as she put the food on the table and turned to start washing up the bowl, pan and utensils. She had a habit if washing things up straight away, before even eating, like she was doing penance for cooking.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Branwen</strong> on <strong>04-01-2013, 00:31:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Your Daddy needed to take you over his knee more often," Sarah Beth said, not entirely jokingly.&nbsp; "Or to the Shepherd for some proper learning."&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessMc</strong> on <strong>04-01-2013, 01:41:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ari looked up from smelling her orange, "Soon as I put the fuel line back to rights, then the wiring is next on my list.&nbsp; Are you looking to hire when we land? You gotta find someone that is gonna love her, wires and all."&nbsp; Ari blushed slightly worried that she might be speakin' out of turn.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>05-01-2013, 01:29:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cal only shook her head to Isi's meal prayer or lack there of and Sarah Beth's chastisement.&nbsp; It wasn't worth getting upset over and she'd learned long ago that some fights with Isi just weren't worth it.&nbsp; Turing to her attention back to Ari, she gave a nod.&nbsp; “Hope ta.&nbsp; Course I wouldn' be hirin' jes any stick jockey.&nbsp; She's a lady and should be treated so.&nbsp; Old Bean...'e was afore yer time.&nbsp; He wus tha one that taught me how ta fly.&nbsp; Came wi' tha ship 'e did.&nbsp; Ifn't Bean wouldn' let 'em touch 'er, I won't neither.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>05-01-2013, 01:38:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Get a cute one." Isi advised, "Don't matter what arrangement in the knickers, just has to be well dolly." This was backed up with a firm nod.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessMc</strong> on <strong>05-01-2013, 01:41:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ari arched an eyebrow at Isi, "Ain't gonna touch my girl unless they know what they are doin'. Cute or not.&nbsp; Captain wouldn't go on looks." Ari grinned, "Of course cute can be had as a passenger."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>05-01-2013, 01:42:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Koschei took his food with thanks, watching with a small scowl at the levity with which Isi treated the meal prayer. He bowed his head, speaking in a low voice," Lord, we thank you for this food with which you have provided for us, and the good company which you have given. We thank you for the nourishment in the company of friends, and ask that you give us nothing that be not good to us. Amen," He looked up, wondering if anyone had listened, or even noticed, and leaned in enthusiastically to the food.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Branwen</strong> on <strong>05-01-2013, 03:40:04</strong>
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				"Amen," Sarah Beth echoed and when Koschei looked over her head was bowed and her hands clasped under her chin like a girl child back at her folk's supper table.&nbsp; She waited a moment, adding something silently, then murmured "Amen" again before opening her eyes.<br><br>Taking a jack knife from her pocket, she wiped it clean on her napkin then cut the apple into four equal quarters, setting the seeds carefully aside.&nbsp; "Ever had apple butter?" she asked the table in general.&nbsp; "That'd go good with these," she added and used her fork to cut the first bite out of her griddle cake.&nbsp; She chewed then nodded towards Isi in approval.&nbsp; <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>06-01-2013, 17:36:26</strong>
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				Cal bowed her head for Koschei's prayer, adding her own little bit of silent prayer to the “Verse at large.&nbsp; “A'right.&nbsp; Dig in.&nbsp; An' cute willno be one o' tha qual'cations.&nbsp; Got a ship full o' cute but I ain' got no pilot.&nbsp; You be wantin' som'in in yer knickers, use tha big man.&nbsp; He'd no' mind tha work out I think.”&nbsp; She gave a grin and wink to Koschei before spearing her own griddle cakes.&nbsp; <br><br>“Oh aye.&nbsp; 'Ad a bit o' tha' apple smear.&nbsp; Bit too sweet fer me liking.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>06-01-2013, 17:53:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Isi had been wolfing down food since way before anyone had started praying. She was about as religious as rolled oats and wasn't fussed who knew it.<br><br>She also, likely due to her background on the streets and from having been inside, tended to eat rather quickly and mantle her plate a bit. Old habits die hard. She didn't however tend to eat all that much, and has up and cleaning then washing and putting away her plate and cutlery shortly after everyone else had finished talking to their 'imaginary friends' as Isi thought of things and started.<br><br>Isi was a law unto herself sometimes.<br><br>She did however return to the table and sit with everyone while they finished eating and as each one was done, take the plate and accoutrements and clean them as she had her own.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 00:18:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The next two days of travel were much of the same.&nbsp; The routine of ship life one full of dullness, hoping it wouldn't get exciting.&nbsp; Excitement when there was nothing more than a bit of steel between you and space was never a good thing.&nbsp; <br><br>Ari and Sarah Beth were given the task of making a list of required and desired supplies for when they hit planetside.&nbsp; Not that they had enough coin to cover half of what the ladies would likely want.&nbsp; Not if Cal planned on hiring on a pilot.&nbsp; The Captain spent a bit of time with Koschei as well, going over what she was expecting from the meeting.&nbsp; Mainly that he'd just have to stand there and look like his intimidating self.&nbsp; <br><br>Finally the glow of Persephone filled the cockpit glass, a sight that was both welcoming and hated by the Captain of the ship.&nbsp; Before she could even begin to plot the best approach an Alliance vessel came into view.&nbsp; <br><br>“Please identify your registration and business.”&nbsp; A bored, whiny voice came over the speaker.&nbsp; The next two hours were spent with Cal jumping through bureaucratic hoops before she was granted permission to land at the Eavesdown Docks.&nbsp; Something new and entirely unwelcome.&nbsp; A sure sign the Alliance was starting to crack down on Browncoat sympathizers.&nbsp; <br><br>Night was just starting to fall as they touched down, the pained hiss of the landing gears and rough bump making Cal wince.&nbsp; Landings had never been something she was overly good at.&nbsp; Meeting the crew in the cargo bay with a smile and a bounce in her step she tossed a bag of coin to Isi and Sarah Beth.&nbsp; “Ari girl I canna trus' ya wi' coin more'n I ken throw ya.&nbsp; Isi'll be goin' wi' when ye be shoppin'.&nbsp; No nickin' parts, here me?”&nbsp; The last was directed at Isi.&nbsp; <br><br>“Tha big man'll be stayin' behind fer a bit, tha buyer'll be here in a bit ta pay an' unload.&nbsp; Tha night is yers.&nbsp; We'll be takin' a meetin' in tha mornin', not sure 'ow long we'll be stayin' so no dallyin'.&nbsp; Be careful.&nbsp; Wi' tha Alliance sniffin' 'bout there's like ta be more'n unsavories than ye ken see.&nbsp; Or'n ya can all be waitin' an I'll take ya out fer grub.”&nbsp; She gave a shrug and let her crew decide what they wanted to do with their night.&nbsp; There was work to be done.&nbsp; The cargo had to be moved and inspected before the buyers came.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessMc</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 02:44:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ari looked at the Cal and shook her head, "Cap, one day you will be trustin' me."&nbsp; She gave Isi a grin though, she knew Isi was probably would be taking this time to ask Ari all about her life before the ship, "It's up to you, Isi. We can shop or we can wait.&nbsp; Either way I am good."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 03:16:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You know me. If I go out there I will be all light in the phalanges. People will be patting their skies looking for their greengages and I will be off up the street with a new lightness in my step." Isi treated Ari to a mischievous smile, "Toff's'd ave it comin' too. Wankers."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Branwen</strong> on <strong>12-01-2013, 23:29:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah Beth fielded the bag of money, then spent a little bit of time putting it inside the waist of her brown breeches and tucked her shirt over it.&nbsp; It made an uncomfortable lump, but she didn't think anyone could get to it without her knowing.&nbsp; In addition to a brown satchel she wore at her left hip with the strap over the opposite shoulder, Sarah Beth had on a heavy grey wool and leather coat, her hat and had a kerchief knotted around her neck.&nbsp; She carried no pistol, but had an old double-barreled scattergun cradled in her arms.&nbsp; It hadn't been cut down and was likely as long as Isi was tall.&nbsp; Bits of rust showed on the barrel and the wood was heavily scarred.&nbsp; <br><br>"Captain," she said and raised her hand to the brim of her hat.&nbsp; Sarah Beth walked down the ramp and stood just for a moment at the bottom, rubbing first one foot then the other against the dirt.&nbsp; "Feels right," she told Isi, then smiled.&nbsp; <br><br>"How good are you at bargaining someone down?&nbsp; I got too honest a face and don't care for it much.&nbsp; Seems wrong somehow," she told Isi.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessMc</strong> on <strong>13-01-2013, 00:11:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ari grinned, "Just keep us outta trouble, Isi. I don't want any notice by the Alliance flunkies." The girl wore a black sweater that had probably come from Kos.&nbsp; The thing hung almost to her knees, and she had rolled the sleeves up several times, just so her hands could be seen.&nbsp; A pair of light grey cargo type pants were tucked into a pair of boots that laced to mid calf. On her head was a knit cap that covered most of her hair. The girl looked like an orphan. She patted her leg to check for her list and nodded, "Ready."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>13-01-2013, 00:16:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cal gave Ari a grin.&nbsp; “I'll be trutin' ye wi' coin when ye will'no be buyin' er'y shiny bit o' tech ye ken find.”&nbsp; She gave a nod to the girls, trusting that they had sense enough to keep safe.&nbsp; They all had the code to the ship so it wasn't as though they'd be left without a safe place to bunk.&nbsp; “Keep safe girlies.&nbsp; Be back 'fore noon, that be tha soonest we'd be knockin' off this world.”&nbsp; <br><br>Tapping Kos on the chest she gave a smile.&nbsp; “Wi' me big man.&nbsp; Need ta be settin' out tha crates fer pickup.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>13-01-2013, 16:56:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah, I will sort yer a right good Jellied. All cushtie. Totally bona. No trouble." Isi gave Sarah Beth a big beaming grin. "How are we heeled for metzas?" She bumped into Sarah just a little seemingly a slight mis-step and as she turned away she had the bag with the money in her hands somehow. "What is we blaggin' with this dinari anyhow? I wasn't bein' all attentive."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>14-01-2013, 05:46:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cal looked to Kos and then back at the chatting women.&nbsp; Clapping her hands to get their attention she made a broad gesture once she had it.&nbsp; “On or off?&nbsp; Ain't go' all night.”&nbsp; The main loading doors were open, the smells and sounds of the docks drifting in.&nbsp; Both equally loud and disturbing.&nbsp; Yet so very familiar.&nbsp; Letting them make their decision she smiled to Kos and gestured for him to help her.&nbsp; The crates that had been secured for transport needed to be brought to brought to the middle of the bay and inspected.&nbsp; “Need real food, me'be a drink.&nbsp; Ye wanna come wi' a'er we're done 'ere?”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>14-01-2013, 19:11:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kos nodded, but at that moment he caught sight of Ari. She was, well, wearing his clothes. A sweater of his. An old thing, a bit worn but as warm as a good night's sleep. Kos loved that sweater. He grumbled a bit, and was about to move over to make sure that, if she didn't return the beloved old thing in good condition, she would be the one getting kicked off the ship while in orbit, but, thankfully, Cal intercepted him. He grumbled some more, hope, and yet not, that Ari would hear him. He put his large muscles to good use then, his powerful arms and hands tightening around the crates and his even more powerful back lifting them up from where they were, and he lugged them over to where he was indicated to do just that.<br><br>He was sweating a bit by the time he was finished, since the crates were rather heavy, and there seemed to be tons of them. He grabbed a towel and wiped his forehead, and turned to Cal," Done already, mu'm. What do yer have a fancy fer tuhnight?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessMc</strong> on <strong>15-01-2013, 02:51:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ari saw Kos and watched him as he grumbled.&nbsp; She couldn't hear him, but she knew it couldn't have been very nice.&nbsp; She gave a tug on the sweater and gave him a grin and a shrug of her shoulders. Then she wrapped her arms around her, giving herself a little hug. Kos should just face it now, the sweater was hers.&nbsp; At least until she could steal it back from her, but the way she squirreled things away, it wasn't going to be easy at all.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>15-01-2013, 03:25:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cal was already focused on the task ahead, missing the interaction between Kos and Ari.&nbsp; Directing the man on where to put the crates she started to inspect them, making sure all of the transport stickers and seals were intact.&nbsp; Though that didn't keep her from watching the big man's body as he worked.&nbsp; She could happily spend all day watching the muscles play under his skin.&nbsp; Though she'd much rather do other things with that body of his.<br><br>Smiling like a cat watching a canary she gave a shrug of her shoulders to the question.&nbsp; “Once tha pick up is done...food.&nbsp; Drink.&nbsp; Sex.&nbsp; There be a bar tha' be a fav'rite o' stick jockeys.&nbsp; Figured might be findin' a pilot o' a decent roll in tha' sack.”&nbsp; She never asked.&nbsp; Cal would always leave the invitation open or simply let Kos know in a rather physical manner that he was wanted in her bed.&nbsp; “Ye ken clean up if'n ye want.&nbsp; They's bringin' muscle fer unloadin'.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Branwen</strong> on <strong>15-01-2013, 03:29:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Child, I don't know whether I should swat you with this scatter gun or be glad I've got you along," Sarah Beth said, her tone somewhat exasperated.&nbsp; "I didn't feel a thing.&nbsp; Ain't right a little girl like you knowing how to do those things.&nbsp; Going to bring you to a bad end," she warned.&nbsp; However, Sarah Beth didn't ask for the money bag back or try to take it from Isi.&nbsp; Way she figured it, those that knew how to steal probably could keep it safe from other thieves.&nbsp; After all, weren't some of the best bounty hunters folk who'd been on the run before and knew all the tricks?<br><br>"Here's what we need," she said and rattled off the list to Isi.&nbsp; "And I should also see if folks here need any stock looked after.&nbsp; We could make a little bit and maybe buy something we didn't have to open, cook or rehydrate on our own."<br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>15-01-2013, 04:25:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"By ask em you mean I should use me bell discount right?" Isi smiled, "A bit of tea here and thereabouts never hurt a bugger after all. Keeps jarry in yer nelly when you ain't got nothin'. But, what you are sayin' is," Isi broke into a passable impersonation of Sarah Beth, "You two girls shud come aloong wi me an' help out." This was complete with expression that were spot on and Sarah Beth's physicality, the way she carried herself and gestured slightly as she talked.<br><br>She was back to normal Isi just a moment later, "We clap mincers on any bushel's that are all dolly tho'? They are mine."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Branwen</strong> on <strong>15-01-2013, 20:06:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't walk like that," Sarah Beth protested and tried to walk differently than normal, than how Isi had just aped her. She scowled, but not at the girl. Just scowled in general. "Get on with you."<br><br>After walking a bit, she looked over at Isi. "I don't understand any of what you said. But I will tell you that if you go stealing, I'll be obligated to look out for you because you and me's in the same crew. And I will, Isi. But I won't like it none and there will be a reckoning if we get out if it. Don't you get me bound by law or strung up by some lynch mob. Keep your hands in your own clothes."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>20-01-2013, 04:43:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kos smiled. The invitation wasn't subtle, but then again, he wasn't a very subtle man. He hated when someone expected him to read between lines, speaking in riddles and automatically expecting him to know the galdurned answer. When that happened, he tended to just give the person a scowled for an answer, and walk away. He was blunt like that. If the person didn't like it, they could go and find someone else to play riddles on. <br><br>"Well, I'll get mah cleanered up. But I don't trust thems whorefuckers with a bag o' beans, if yer take mah meanin', so, if ye don't mind, I think we should just see'rem off," He wondered how she might take it, and turned to get himself cleaned. He disliked feeling all sweaty-like," Jes sayin'..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>20-01-2013, 06:05:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cal gave a shrug in response.&nbsp; She didn't trust the local muscle either but it wasn't her call.&nbsp; And the client hadn't paid enough to get Kos to do the work.&nbsp; Licking her lips and admiring the view, the Captain watched her sole male crew member head off.&nbsp; She idly wondered if he'd taken any of the other women to bed.&nbsp; She cared only out of concern for what a ship full of women fighting over one man could cause.&nbsp; Nodding to herself she resolved to try and find a male pilot, one that wasn't sly.<br><br>As her muscle set about getting cleaned up, Cal headed down the gangplank to a silver post by the ship.&nbsp; Logging the Devil's registry and expected duration she frowned at the additional requirements.&nbsp; The Alliance's hand clear in the matter.&nbsp; A good fifteen minutes later she was finished and thoroughly irritated.&nbsp; Perfect time for the portly and sweaty client to wheeze his way to the ship, several other men in tow. <br><br>Cursing under her breath, Cal felt for the reassuring weight of the revolver on her hip.&nbsp; She glanced up into the ship, hoping to see Kos before putting on a smile and waiting for their arrival.&nbsp; Having dealt with the man before she preferred to have someone at her back she could trust.&nbsp; The scum was a weasel and had wandering hands.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>21-01-2013, 05:31:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kos worked his way to the showers, shrugging himself out of his clothes, and slipping into the shower. Being out in space made for the rationing of water, which made for some pretty queer showers, most of which fell a bit short of leaving a man fully cleaned, but now that they were docked, they ahd some downright decent waterflow, straight from the tanks used by the dock, so he flicked the water on to full blast, and sighed as the warm water caressed his muscles. Damn, he missed this. He scrubbed himself clean rather quickly, because, even though he was enjoying this thoroughly, he was usually adverse to wasting water, and he was out again in a comparatively short time, feeling fresh, with a clean set of clothes on, weapons tucked neatly out of sight, his short hair as organized as could be.<br><br>He stepped out, feeling better for the shower, although he could have done with a shove, he noticed, too late. The bristle would have to stay, he supposed. For now, anyway. He scowled mistrustfully at the sweaty, smelly men that were carrying the crates that he had piled away, in the most disorganized fashion possible. He scowled at them, and looked as intimidating as he possibly could, to make sure the men there kept their stinking fingers off of anything that they weren't supposed to touch. It worked rather well, he thought, and they seemed to make work more efficient, if only to get out from under the glare of the powerfully built man. Once they were done, he turned to Cal," Shall we, Capt'n?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>22-01-2013, 03:56:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cal relaxed a bit when Kos emerged, though her hand remained atop the grip of her gun.&nbsp; The men moved quickly, more intimidated by the big man than they ever would be by her.&nbsp; Collecting the second half of the pay from the merchant she quickly pocketed the bag of coins and offered a smile to her sometimes lover.&nbsp; “We shall.”&nbsp; Sealing up the ship, she threaded her arm through his.&nbsp; Being sure to be on his right so she could draw clear.&nbsp; She was never one for public displays of affection, but such small gestures when they were alone and she wanted him were common.&nbsp; <br><br>The bar wasn't too far off, just a short walk through the ever crowded docks.&nbsp; It was a dive.&nbsp; The establishment did not bother with a door, or windows or even a name.&nbsp; Just a doorway letting out the dim light from the filthy fixtures inside.&nbsp; With Kos in tow, Cal had her choice of seats, a corner table emptying as they approached.&nbsp; Settling into the chair she nodded to the waitress, holding up two fingers.&nbsp; There were several arguments going on and more than one fight brewing.&nbsp; Though no one seemed to pay much attention to any of it. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessMc</strong> on <strong>23-01-2013, 06:07:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ari was skipping along next to Isi and the Doc.&nbsp; The girl had a smile on her face, as she weaved in between people always keeping a sharp eye on her companions.&nbsp; "Where we goin' first?"&nbsp; She asked them, "Can we go to market?"&nbsp; She looked at the two of them with a hopeful expression on her face.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>25-01-2013, 04:33:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Isi was bumped into by a group of large brutish well dressed men heading in the opposite direction from the group. She turned and gave them a right evil look, that set to laughing, then turned and jogged to catch back up with the others. "We needed stuff. Or fings or something. I am just along for the tea'ing and the fro'ing."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Branwen</strong> on <strong>25-01-2013, 10:57:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"We can," Sarah Beth replied and smiled fondly at Ari.&nbsp; The girl was just so cute, like a child in her outlook sometimes for all she was a woman grown, and hard to resist.&nbsp; That smile faded when the men ran into Isi.&nbsp; Sarah Beth continued on for a few steps, to open up some distance between them, then turned and stared.&nbsp; But Isi was already free from them, none the worse for it, and scurried to rejoin them.<br><br>"Right rude of them," she remarked but didn't press it since Isi seemed okay.&nbsp; Waiting just a moment longer, Sarah Beth then turned and continued on their way.&nbsp; Soon enough they were in the market, though that was rather a grand term for the collection of patched together stalls, rough burlap sheets tossed on the ground with wares on them and people sitting beside them with watchful eyes.&nbsp; "Okay, here's what we need..."<br><br>Sarah Beth laid out the list to the others then pointed over their heads.&nbsp; "There's a feller selling rope and strapping.&nbsp; Let's start there.&nbsp; Says we need 200 meters of narrow flat plastic strapping to hold cargo down.&nbsp; That stuff's good but it sure does cut into your hands if you're not careful.&nbsp; We should pick up some extra work gloves too.&nbsp; They always get lost."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessMc</strong> on <strong>26-01-2013, 00:28:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ari turned back around and stopped, her hands on her hips as she stared at the men, "Honestly, chivalry is dead."&nbsp; <br><br>Once Isi was back with them, she looked over at the two women, "Do ya'll think there is such a thing as a knight in shinin' armor.&nbsp; Not that I want to be rescued or saved or whatever, but there is someone that will do anythin' for ya?"<br><br>Ari had gone back to skipping around them, always careful never to be in anyone's way and never make eye contact with anyone around them. When they reached the market, the girl stopped and surveyed the stalls.&nbsp; There were several things they needed as a crew, and a few things she wanted for herself.&nbsp; "Sounds like a good plan to me."&nbsp; Ari said as she moved towards the stall that held the strapping materials they needed.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>26-01-2013, 18:24:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Isi was picking through a wallet, pulling out money and other things she wanted before handing off the rest to one of the beggars on a blanket along with a small bill. She then did the same with a second one before looking up, "So, scran is on moi. Cutesy of ruffians." She smiled up at the others "Heeled so they were. Plenty moolah." She handed a few bills to Sarah Beth and Ari each. "Meshigener lilly thinking they own the pad. Still, plenty metzas. Let's sort the stuff's then get elephanted!"<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Branwen</strong> on <strong>26-01-2013, 18:52:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah Beth's lips made a tight, angry line that went all the way down to her chin and neck.&nbsp; She didn't reach for the money.<br><br>"And what if they'd caught you?&nbsp; Gorramit, Isi," she said in a voice so tight it could be used as a drum.&nbsp; "Do you even think?&nbsp; What if they'd caught you and skinned a smoke wagon?&nbsp; What if they'd shot at you and hit Ari instead.&nbsp; Or I had to unload this on them and kill them.&nbsp; How would that feel?"&nbsp; She wanted to reach out and smack the bills out of Isi's hand.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>26-01-2013, 19:13:43</strong>
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				"Sharper's started it. This be just craft ponte. They were beggin' to be blagged. I am bold at tea streaky. No bother! They nanti ken nada. They were all naff anyway. Typical lillies. Nix your voche I am best at shush. Don't get ya stimpcovers in a mix cici. We finish our business and repair to a bungery and get ourselves muntered." Isi reached up and tucked the bills into Sarah Beths shirt pocket with a big grin.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Branwen</strong> on <strong>26-01-2013, 19:26:17</strong>
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				"You owe me, girl," Sarah Beth said.&nbsp; "And when I call it in, I don't hear one word from you.&nbsp; Got it?"&nbsp; She didn't wait for an answer and strode off, long legs easily outdistancing the others so she arrived at the stall first.<br><br>There were a variety of items besides the strapping available.&nbsp; An old wooden clock, cover cracked from dry storage and the brass face gone dull with age.&nbsp; A Chinese parasol with slightly limp spines.&nbsp; A bowl turned out of an expended artillery round case.&nbsp; Two Alliance issue metal foil blankets still in the packaging, one only slightly stained with something brown on the paper cover.&nbsp; Sarah Beth leaned the shotgun against her elbow, muzzle pointing away from her head, and picked up the clock.&nbsp; <br><br>"Huh," she said.&nbsp; "Where'd you get this?&nbsp; Looks old."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessMc</strong> on <strong>26-01-2013, 23:51:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ari eagerly took the bills as they were handed to her, and shoved them into the pocket of her pants. She gave Isi a grin, "Thanks."&nbsp; She knew she should probably take Sarah Beth's stance on the matter, but she was to excited to have some extra money in her pocket to indulge in her addiction to&nbsp; fresh fruit.<br><br>"She's mad."&nbsp; Ari told Isi.&nbsp; "Maybe we should but her something."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 00:02:38</strong>
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				"I will." Isi nodded, a slightly faraway look in her eye, "She's all gunta though. Those sharpers started it. Thought they were bangin' on a barn. Only I ain't no ikkle chavie. Turned tables is best tables. Her mind is rangar. Nice dish though." Isi was watching Sarah Beth's arse as it wiggled itself away, "Some trade there you think?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Branwen</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 04:05:00</strong>
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				"Earth That Was," the man replied then tried to look serious.<br><br>"Sure you did," Sarah Beth said and after one more look sat it down.&nbsp; A faint chime emanated from inside as the striker hit the bell; a plangent chime from dusty days gone by.&nbsp; It was old looking, but Earth That Was?&nbsp; Right.<br><br>"These blankets any good?"&nbsp; Sarah Beth picked up one and looked at its cover.&nbsp; "Might could find a use for them, light as they are."<br><br>"Still in the package," he pointed out.&nbsp; "And hardly any blood on them.&nbsp; I got most of it off."&nbsp; That explained the dark stain.&nbsp; "Soldier boys didn't nohow need'em any more.&nbsp; Buy them both and I'll cut you a deal."<br><br>"Maybe," Sarah Beth said and pretended to think about it.&nbsp; She could use them.&nbsp; They'd be a nice addition to her kit and wouldn't weigh her down much.&nbsp; Still, for all they held heat, they weren't as nice as a real blanket.&nbsp; "How about that strapping?&nbsp; Lot of dust on it," she said, referring to how long it might have been sitting around.&nbsp; "What will you let it go for?"<br><br>They continued to haggle back and forth.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devil's Advocate</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 03:46:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Suddenly, in the bar where Cal and Kos had seated themselves, a man with scruffy brown hair and a slightly unkempt goatee on his face rose up and above the general level of arguments, forcefully asserted, "Bi jweh, you don't know no goram thing.&nbsp; The Alliance is the best thing that happened to the verse.&nbsp; You're a gorram Chwen.&nbsp; I was the best gorram pilot for a corp 'til that Guay Tuh Guay Nown corp fired me because it preferred all of us dead and their precious ship intact or destroyed than all of us people alive."<br><br>A bigger and more burly man with a full black beard stood before the goateed man and boisterously asserted, "You Yi Dwei Da Buen Chuo Roh!" and immediately followed the comment with a sharp right hook to the goateed man's left side of the face.&nbsp; <br><br>The goateed man fell backwards onto a table and cursed, "He chusheng zajiao de zanghuo!" and ran himself into the taller and more burly man's chest, grabbing him around the waist and trying to sweep one of his legs in between the other's to attempt to trip him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 04:01:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kos was the muscle. It was his thing. So when he stepped forward, people stepped aside to let him pass. If they didn't, he ignored them, and shoulders past them. If they didn't like it, he couldn't give a damn. He wasn't concerned with their likes or dislikes. He cleared the way for the captain, and she followed in the people vacuum that he had made. The tables was reasonable, despite the whole place looking like it hadn't felt the smell of soap in a century. It was seedy kind of place where people like them could get a bite to eat without being noticed. There were millions of people like them, although not as good, and they would disappear. It was a nice feeling, Kos thought as he settled in. He ordered something alcoholic and strong, a combination that he was well used to, and a plate of grub that didn't look like it had come out of something's rear end, and relaxed.<br><br>And... a fight broke out. Kos scowled, wondering if he would be needed to step in and bonk the two fight's skulls together to knock some sense around. aqll men had sense. But they misplaced it inside their head occasionally, and a good, well placed bump would put things back in perspective. Kos wasn't overly tall, but he was powerfully built, and a tenacious and dirty fighter, no low blow being too low for him to try. Miners and scavengers only took advantage of principled people that adhered to rules. <br><br>"If it gets too close," He whispered to Cal," Imma brek sem skulls if yer likes, Cap'tn..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 21:39:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cal's beer was weak, barely worth calling beer.&nbsp; Horse piss would be more apt a description but there was no way this place could afford real horse piss. Taking a sip with barely a wrinkle of her nose she&nbsp; surveyed the room.&nbsp; If she were itching for a fight it was a good place to be, however she was more interested in figuring out which of these low lives was looking for work and desperate enough that she could afford them.&nbsp; Lacking the iron stomach of Kos, she didn't bother with the food.&nbsp; <br><br>The normal din of the place grew louder as a scruffy looking man started shouting.&nbsp; Thinking it could be amusing, Cal rested her boots on the empty chair to observe the show.&nbsp; Nodding to the whisper she leaned in close.&nbsp; “Don' be bustin' tha one tha started it.&nbsp; Might'n be able ta pay his rate.”&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devil's Advocate</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 03:42:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The scruffy man with the goatee tried the sweep but he found that he had no leverage.&nbsp; Now within easy grasp of the burly man, the burly man hit the scruffy, goatee man on the top of the head, causing the goatee man to lose his grip.&nbsp; Now slightly stunned, the goatee man found himself stumbling a bit back and grasping at the burly man as much for support as to re-start melee.&nbsp; However, the burly man took the goatee man by his unbuttoned jacket and tossed him into the table where Cal and Kos were drinking, spilling some of their drinks.<br><br>The goateed man looked at the two and said, "Sorry.&nbsp; I'd pay fer that but the gorram corps stole my life."&nbsp; He stood up, somewhat weakly from the table and prepared himself for another charge at the burly man.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 04:16:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kos' hand flickered out and grabbed the goateed man by his collar and yanked him back, a small smile on his face," I wouldn't do that, if I were you, friend. That man seems to be giving you the arse-whuppin' of yer lif, and if you keep going at him, he will make sure it stays that way," He pulled the scruffy youngster down on a seat and he stood. He was shorter than the ruffian, but heavier set, and carried himself with a more calm confidence, while the other man was just furiously angry, as well as drunk. <br><br>"Git outter way, feck, or I besh yar tuh peices," The man roared. Kos look at him, and yawned. As fake as they came, but it didn't take much to infuriate that man. He roared again, and charged. Kos remained where he was until the last minute, and deftly sidestepped, hammering a right into the man's unprotected kidney. An expulsion of breath, and the man fell to his knees. An unwise move, if unavoidable. Kos spun and hooked his foot up underneath his testicles. The people watching the fight booed the low blow, but it was a faster end to the fight. A left hook to the man's temple, and he was out, his heavy body thumping to teh filthy ground. The people around were silent, and the barkeep would know that he hadn't started the fight, but ended it rather smoothly. The man wouldn't reward him with a drink of course, but he wouldn't throw Kos and Cal out, anyway. He rejoined the man and Cal, and sat down to his meal once more. If Cal wanted a chat, she could have one, now. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 04:36:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cal let out a disgruntled cry as her watery beer was knocked into her lap.&nbsp; She'd been too busy figuring how much she could afford to pay attention to the fight.&nbsp; She knew Kos would keep her safe.&nbsp; Setting the mug on the table once more she tried to brush the worst of the drink off her.&nbsp; As her muscle went to work she looked over to the goateed man.&nbsp; “Best keep tha seat. He'll put'em down.&nbsp; Ya be a pilot then?&nbsp; Lookin' fer work?”&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devil's Advocate</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 05:46:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yah.&nbsp; I be a pilot.&nbsp; I'm also lookin' fer work so long as yer no gorram corp.&nbsp; What kind a' work are ya talkin' 'bout?" Wyatt asked suspiciously.&nbsp; "And what's yer name?&nbsp; I don't like not knowin' who I be dealin' wit.&nbsp; It ain't right, no it ain't."&nbsp; Wyatt got himself off the table and sat himself more comfortably in a seat.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>30-01-2013, 02:10:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Out of the corner of her eye, the Captain watched Kos work.&nbsp; It was one of the things she respected about him.&nbsp; He could do some serious damage and did just enough to end things.&nbsp; She'd hate to see him if he were ever unleashed in a rage.&nbsp; A quirk of the lips and a nod of her head gave silent thanks as her crewman took his seat.<br><br>Snorting at the new man's restrictions, she signaled for a round for the table.&nbsp; “<em>Shuh muh?</em>&nbsp; Corp? Do we be lookin' like we get paid all regular like?&nbsp; Not corp, not fed.&nbsp; Got no one ta answer ta but me.”&nbsp; <br><br>Three mugs were set on the table, the waitress brushing up against Kos in the process.&nbsp; She was attractive but there was a worn quality to her.&nbsp; “Name's Cal Gregory.&nbsp; Devil's Shadow be ma ship.&nbsp; All mine.&nbsp; Independent transport.&nbsp; Goods, people, livestock, you name it we move it.&nbsp; Ceptin' wi' this war nonsense, just knowin' how ta point the gorram ship in tha right direction ain't enough no more.&nbsp; Gots peoples that need a ship, gots a ship that needs work.&nbsp; An' I ain't always so inclined ta check bona fides. “<br><br>She took a deep drink from the mug, wincing at the taste.&nbsp; She didn't think it possible to taste worse than it smelled.&nbsp; Sarah Beth was going to have a fit. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devil's Advocate</strong> on <strong>30-01-2013, 04:58:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Cal, you say?"&nbsp; Wyatt pulled out a cigarette, lit it and casually smoked it.&nbsp; "Name's Wyatt Ramsey.&nbsp; You say you're independent.&nbsp; I take you at your word.&nbsp; I find out otherwise, there'll be hell to pay.&nbsp; Don La Ma?"&nbsp; He paused for a moment and said, "That's if ya want me and the price is right."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>31-01-2013, 01:49:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“If yous was good 'nough ta be worth lyin' fer, ye'd no be in this dump.&nbsp; Ye'd be sittin' pretty in tha Black.”&nbsp; She was about to take another drink but just the thought of it made her sick.&nbsp; Putting the mug back on the table, she pushed it away.&nbsp; “Room ta yerself.&nbsp; Free run o' tha ship but no tha crew.&nbsp; Five percent off tha top o' jobs.&nbsp; More if'n ye prove worth it.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devil's Advocate</strong> on <strong>31-01-2013, 02:43:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"D’un yi shia, juh shi suh mo go dohng shee?" Wyatt angrily responded while slamming down his drink.&nbsp; "I ain't never lost a crew and ain't never done no harm to noone.&nbsp; Got it?&nbsp; The corps got it out fer me which is why I be in this Kuh wu place.&nbsp; I like the shiny.&nbsp; But a man ain't a man if he ain't got a job.&nbsp; Five percent?&nbsp; I ain't never worked for such a pittance.&nbsp; You don't want to be Wong Dahn in the verse?&nbsp; You need me.&nbsp; Ten percent off the top."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>01-02-2013, 02:27:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cal couldn't keep from smiling.&nbsp; The man was pissed, it meant he was desperate.&nbsp; The offer was an insult, even if he were a half rate pilot.&nbsp; “I ken pilot.&nbsp; Been doin' it fer a bit now, ain't been left driftin'.&nbsp; Me'be we need ya.&nbsp; Me'be we donna need ya.&nbsp; Bu' I ain't handin' over no ten percent ta someone I donna know. Ye wan' it? Ya gotta earn it.&nbsp; An' earn it wi' someone else.&nbsp; I'd considah seven.&nbsp; If'n yer as good as ya say.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devil's Advocate</strong> on <strong>01-02-2013, 02:47:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Seven?&nbsp; Juh shi suh mo go dohng shee?&nbsp; Jien Tah Du Guy seven!&nbsp; That'd be an insult to my ex and she couldn't fly.&nbsp; Nine and I'm better than I say."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessMc</strong> on <strong>01-02-2013, 03:49:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ari watched the Doc's backside for a moment. "The Doc is pretty." She looked over at Isi, grabbed her arm and pulled her along towards Sarah Beth. "Let's see what she is lookin' at."<br><br>Once at Sarah Beth's side, she gave the woman a bump with her hip and the stall owner got a brilliant smile. She noticed the clock and ran a finger along the top.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>01-02-2013, 04:05:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ere, what's this pirate tryin' to push on yer?" Isi asked the resident vet loudly and pointedly, "Bet he tole ya that from old Earth. Bet if 'n' ya turn it over you will be able ta clap mincers on were he sanded off the 'Made on Shadow' mark. They were big inta that crap before the big punchup." Isi gave the man a shrewd and canny look, "Be a cull and auntie nell eh? Streaky ere isn't savvy,&nbsp; she don't bona the lingo. You screech pretty to her though, cos she's with me. My palone-omi, the dona with the most ponce gams. A right fruit. You try to take more measures than ya due I will ken of it. Right?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>02-02-2013, 01:47:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“Seven?&nbsp; Yer ex musta been quite tha doxy but tha donna mean I'd pay her more'n eight.&nbsp; Tha round is on me, ye ken take it wi' ya if'n ye think ya'll get a coin more.”&nbsp; <br><br>She looked over to Kos, noticing his plate was nearly empty.&nbsp; “Guessin' we'll be goin' wi'ou a flyboy fer a bit longer.&nbsp; Let's go, this place reeks.”&nbsp; Rising from her chair she ignored the pilot, letting him decide if they were walking or not.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devil's Advocate</strong> on <strong>02-02-2013, 03:39:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Eight," Wyatt grumbled.&nbsp; He took the drink and gave a glance over at Kos. <em> At least it is work for now. </em> Dutifully, he fell behind Cal and started to follow her along with his drink.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Branwen</strong> on <strong>02-02-2013, 17:11:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				There followed the most incredible, most incomprehensible bout of lingo that Sarah Beth had ever heard.&nbsp; As soon as Isi opened her mouth, the shop keeper looked at Sarah Beth differently, and why did he keep looking at her legs?&nbsp; Was she getting rickets from not enough milk and sunshine?&nbsp; Sarah Beth kept putting the shotgun alongside one leg then the other, trying to see if they were bowed.<br><br>It took a bit, and the man and Isi seemd to alternately hate each other, love each other and then fly off again.&nbsp; Not once did they say anything other than the odd word which almost made you believe they were speaking English.<br><br>When the deal was done, Sarah Beth was impressed.&nbsp; Isi had drove a hard bargain and got a much better price than Sarah Beth could have or could have imagined.&nbsp; When cash changed hands, she picked up the heaviest items and left the lighter ones for the girls.<br><br>"Good work, Isi," she said with sincerity.&nbsp; "You are really good at this."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>02-02-2013, 17:40:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I familiar." Isi spoke up. "Can't have him bogglin' you. Not my Streaky." A small smile, "So where too now? Bungery for a bevvy?"<br><br>Isi was quite pleased with herself, she had picked up a few of the local words quite quickly. More slang to add to her lexicon. More language to add to her collection. She had found out where the local hangouts were and a little on who was safe to talk to and who wasn't. And she had discovered much about how the local plod worked and just how bribable and corrupt they were. Which was, but Rico's account, extremely. Rico was quite a nice guy when you came down to it. He knew the lingo from a stretch inside, but that was the form.<br><br>"So we drop this stuff off and go get stinkin' roight?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>02-02-2013, 23:38:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kos didn't pay much attention. Once it was established that this pilot was not a threat, he ceased to be something to notice much of by Kos. When he wanted to be, he put off his own stereotype and could be rather intelligent, observant, and witty, but only if it suited him. It didn't suit him often because he agreed with what someone told him once,' Yer's a smert brein, Kos... bit ter bad is a lezy en too." He just didn't find something that made him awake his brain too often. The Capt'n did, but only when they talked. they had a lot on common, and he liked talking to her, when she wasn't busy. So, at the moment, the large, hulking frame of a man retreated into his own mind, and chewed some of the grub. It was tasty, spicy, spelled and tasted better than it looked. But it was too low class for the Cap't, so he finished his meal in silence, avoided the drinks after he saw her reaction, and stood when she did. He gave Wyatt a look that told him to mind his manners with Cal, or he would regret it. Kos never had much of a mind for bargaining, but, when he had to, he had a set price in his head for what something was worth, and he wouldn't give anything more, or less. <br><br>"We goin' semwhere fer ye tah eat, Capt'n?" He asked, ignoring Wyatt now.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>03-02-2013, 00:46:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cal shook her head.&nbsp; “Nah.&nbsp; This piss they call beer killed me appetite fer food.”&nbsp; A few coins were pulled from her pocket and deftly deposited into the hand of the waitress.&nbsp; The worn working woman trying to give Kos one last chance as she brushed against him. <br><br>The Captain was smiling and there was a bounce in her step.&nbsp; She had a pilot.&nbsp; One that could hopefully ensure they'd be able to get past the blockade she'd heard whispers about.&nbsp; While she still had no idea where she was going and when, if her pa was involved chances were it was illegal.&nbsp; Looking to Wyatt she cocked her head.&nbsp; “Ye got a place ta stay?&nbsp; We be berthed at numbah six-fo.&nbsp; Yer welcome ta come settle in.&nbsp; I gots a meetin' 'bout a job in tha mornin'.&nbsp; Not sure how long 'fore we scoot.”&nbsp; <br><br>If it wasn't for the fact that she didn't want to lose a pilot that would fly for eight percent, she'd have told Wyatt to come by in the morning.&nbsp; It had been a while since she'd had the time and peace for a roll in the sheets with Kos.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>03-02-2013, 00:48:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Get ya clobber on ladies. We is scarpering to the bungery!"<br><br>Isi had changed out of common clobber into her 'night out' gear. Knee length kinky boots, a short black pleated skirt and a strappy top. She was currently sat touching up makeup in the lounge waiting for the other girls.<br><br>"Don't make me come lookin'!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devil's Advocate</strong> on <strong>03-02-2013, 05:07:31</strong>
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				"If'n the truth be told ma'am, a place to stay would be a might bit nice.&nbsp; You might'n heard that I been on some hard times.&nbsp; Will save me some shiny.&nbsp; So, if yer offer be genuine, I accept.&nbsp; Will your muscle, you and I be all on the ship?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>03-02-2013, 05:17:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“It be.&nbsp; I donna be makin' offers I ain't gonna follow up on.&nbsp; Ye got gear ta grab?&nbsp; We's headed back thar now.&nbsp; Tha girls'll be gone most like.&nbsp; Got us a fine doc, a grease monkey tha's more genius than learned and an Isi.&nbsp; I gots ta warn ya.&nbsp; Donna be touchin' nuthin on tha Shadow.&nbsp; Or'n Ari will be skinnin' ya alive.&nbsp; She may be sweet and small but tha girl loves tha ship more'n I do.”&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devil's Advocate</strong> on <strong>03-02-2013, 06:03:13</strong>
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				"Good to hear yer a woman of yer word.&nbsp; A rare commodity today.&nbsp; I kin back up Ari. I am used to flying less than ideal ships.&nbsp; Sounds like a decent crew if they be what ya say.&nbsp; I will git my gear and be thar soon.&nbsp; Just point me to the proper bunk."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>03-02-2013, 06:36:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“Lessn' ideal?&nbsp; Donna be sayin' such.&nbsp; Tha Shadow is as fine a ship as any.&nbsp; Sur'in she's been about more'n once.&nbsp; But tha' jes means tha girl 'as been broken in.&nbsp; An if'n ye be sayin one cross word bout her, I will'na be 'sponsible fer Ari tearin' ye a new one.&nbsp; We be a berth six-fo, Devil's Shadow.&nbsp; I'll be leavin' tha door open.”&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Branwen</strong> on <strong>03-02-2013, 13:37:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah Beth wished Isi would leave that whore paint alone.&nbsp; Girl didn't need it, made her look cheap and desperate.&nbsp; She was showing way too much leg too, like a whore, and those boots only pointed it out.&nbsp; Wouldn't do any good to say anything about it though.&nbsp; Isi wanted to wear it and that was that.&nbsp; She was a woman, if not a woman grown, and would make her own choices.<br><br>Still, she frowned seeing it and couldn't quite keep the expression out of her voice.<br><br>"I'm ready, just you take your patience out for a trot around the yard and get it a little exercise," Sarah Beth told Isi.&nbsp; <br><br>She was ready.&nbsp; Sarah Beth had changed into her Meetin' clothes; a to the neck dress in muted blue and white gingham and button up shoes showing underneath her long skirt instead of her usual boots.&nbsp; She'd even combed out her hair and left it down so it spilled across her back, the ends a little uneven and in need of a trim.&nbsp; Sarah Beth wore no make-up at all and the freckles across her nose and cheeks stood out plain.&nbsp; Her medical bag was in her hand with the strap balled up in her fist.&nbsp; The outline of a hogleg inside showed clear to any who knew to look for it.<br><br>"Who all is going with us?"<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devil's Advocate</strong> on <strong>03-02-2013, 17:21:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ain't no cross word that I speak.&nbsp; One of them newer Nien Mohn ships would be amazing but a ship is a ship and a job be a job.&nbsp; I'll be flyin' her safe and to the best of her abilities.&nbsp; Six fo.&nbsp; Got it."&nbsp; With that, Wyatt drifted off into the distance, with a bit of determination to his step.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>03-02-2013, 20:31:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cal watched her new pilot slip away among the crowd.&nbsp; Sighing she slipped her arm through that of Kos, keeping the hold loose in case he needed to react to something with violence.&nbsp; “Well thar goes tha' plan.&nbsp; Guessin' tha roll will be needin' ta wait.&nbsp; Leastways 'til we find 'im a babysitter.&nbsp; If'n tha girls ain't spendin' tha night out, likely Ari an' Isi will keep a sharp eye on 'im.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessMc</strong> on <strong>05-02-2013, 01:01:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ari had on a simple cotton dress that was cut just above her knees. Her hair was loose and down her back.&nbsp; On her feet were her black boots.&nbsp; She always wore them.&nbsp; In fact, it might have been the only pair of shoes she owned. The dress was a thin cotton, and had little purple flowers that matched the purple in her hair.<br><br>She looked a little apprehensive as she walked towards them, "I ain't really sure about this."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>05-02-2013, 01:05:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nonces." Isi beamed a huge smile, offering each of the other two a hand each. "Now ladies, let us repair to yonder bungery where we shall consume the local tipple until we are inconsolable and insensible." This delivered in a very posh and upper crust voice and manner. Followed by Isi's more normal drawl. "Lets get plastered."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>05-02-2013, 16:20:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kos chuckled a bit at her words, eyeing their new potential for a pilot, not overly dubious, but the thought was there. He was always like that with the new joiners of their crew. Always was, that is, until said person roved their worth. Up until now, they all had. It didn't keep him from his doubts. Well, it was better to be safe than sorry always. He would keep his eyes on the man, not in a hostile fashion, of course, but cautious. He looked up to Cal and smiled," Den't worry 'bout it, Boss. We needed a ner pilot'n more than we need'd that'n roll in the hay. Barely," He winked and chuckled again,"Just barely..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>06-02-2013, 03:39:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				There was no way their pilot could get on board without the authorization code.&nbsp; So he'd have no choice but to wait.&nbsp; Giving a low growl and grin to Kos' wink she looked around quickly.&nbsp; Her hand slipped from his arm and down to his waistband.&nbsp; “Come here.”&nbsp; Pulling away she tugged at his pants, leading Kos toward a bit of empty wall partially hidden by crates.&nbsp; Pinning herself between the dirty wall and the ship's muscle she rose to her toes to claim a kiss. "I need a taste."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>07-02-2013, 03:55:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He wasn't expecting this of her. Of course, they had a relationship, and one that didn't involve anything more than the satisfaction of mutual physical needs. Since that wasn't going to happen now she needed something. He supposed it made sense. He had been looking forward to their fun as well, and the disappointment was very sharp in his mind. He... just didn't realize that it was in hers as well. He allowed himself to be dragged off, and pinned her to the wall with his body. He leaned down. He, true to his character, subtlety was avoided, and he crushed his lips to hers, voraciously, kissing her, tasting her, just a taste, she had said. He wanted more, but, in such an exposed area, he was sure she would want to avoid it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Branwen</strong> on <strong>07-02-2013, 04:03:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You look very pretty," she told Ari.&nbsp; "That's a nice print on the fabric."&nbsp; It was, and it was so thin it looked like it had been washed so much it was within a hard breath of ripping it was so thin.&nbsp; But she did look pretty.&nbsp; That might be a problem.&nbsp; Isi too, with her way too sophisticated makeup and skirt.&nbsp; <br><br>Sarah Beth shook off the offered hand and made sure her own was too busy holding onto her bag to be grabbed.&nbsp; "You behave," she warned Isi. "Drinking slows down your reaction time and if you go dipping light fingers into someone's pocket, like as not they'll feed you some knuckles, girl.&nbsp; And I ain't no good with teeth except pulling them out.&nbsp; You'd&nbsp; have to shave corn before you could eat if that happened."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>07-02-2013, 04:17:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Isi shook her head, "I can 'andle my gargle. Nah trouble." She gave the tall farm hand a wiggle of the eyebrows, "Drinks are on me tonight Streaky and Greasey. Leave your sheckles on the ship." She offered an arm to each of them and turned to lead her chosen people to the promised land.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>08-02-2013, 01:48:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cal had planned on just a taste.&nbsp; She should have known better.&nbsp; As soon as she felt Kos' lips upon her own she no longer cared about their surroundings.&nbsp; Her hands slid up under his shirt, fingers splaying across his stomach, nails lightly pressing to his flesh.&nbsp; She regretted her usual uniform of pants, willing to give anything to be in a skirt.&nbsp; It was only the stench of the alley managing to overpower the scent of pure masculinity of her sometime lover that kept her in check.&nbsp; Though even that was not enough to make her break the kiss.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessMc</strong> on <strong>08-02-2013, 02:42:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ari nodded at Sarah Beth, "Thanks Doc, you look a mite pretty too."&nbsp; She tugged down the skirt portion of her dress, and looked at up at the other two women, "I ain't sure about this.&nbsp; Maybe I should stay on board, start the work the Cap needs."&nbsp; She nodded to the Doc, "You could keep Isi in line, I ain't one to do that."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>08-02-2013, 18:22:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hey. Bollocks Isi needs to be kept shtum. Leave it Greasey." Isi smiled broadly, clearly enjoying the banter. "I am kosher. No fault." She gave a sharp nod and started to lead the other two onwards again.<br><br>"Right, we don't see the ship again till we are slarmy."<br><br><hr><br>The local pup they found was a large basement below some kind of large store. It was lively with people already and seemed fairly popular. Isi had located it having badgered a local or two for hints on the best spots. They found a booth that was currently unoccupied and invaded it, Isi leaving the other two while she trooped to the bar and came back a few minutes later with three mason jars full of something clear and powerful smelling. "Tipple." Isi stated handing a jar to each other girl. "Take it easy, stuff has a kick. Anyone peepers on any talent?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessMc</strong> on <strong>08-02-2013, 20:55:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ari just stared at the clear liquid in the jar, "Isi, that smells like fuel."&nbsp; She pushed it back slightly.&nbsp; Ari had a feeling she was going to have to help the Doc, carry Isi back to the ship.&nbsp; "I think that might dissolve my insides."&nbsp; She gave Isi a small little smile.&nbsp; <br><br>The place was loud and it was just the type of place that Ari had tried to avoid.&nbsp; She hunched down in the booth and refused to make eye contact with anyone but the two women with her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devil's Advocate</strong> on <strong>10-02-2013, 03:17:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Wyatt gathered what little he had left of his belongings.&nbsp; There was his gun, a revolver; a picture of him and his parent; a blanket; a towel and two pens and a pad of paper, along with his money.&nbsp; Anything else had either long been left behind or was deemed unimportant.&nbsp; He told the slum lord he was not coming back and left to find six four.&nbsp; <br><br>Once there, he saw The Devil's Shadow.&nbsp; He started to circle around the ship, inspecting its every nook and cranny from the exterior.&nbsp; He had to admit that the ship seemed to have some good bones.&nbsp; But it was never the bones that mattered.&nbsp; It was the heart of the ship.&nbsp; He readied himself to step onto his new ship, hoping that it was at least 50% better than the corp ships he had been on previously.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>10-02-2013, 04:08:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cal's body wrapped around his, her hands slipping beneath his loose shirt, shivering as he felt her nails dig into his hard flesh, making him hungrier for her body. His kiss grew deeper, his fingers trailing down her body, seeming to ignore the fact that she was still fully clothed and gripped her bottom, cupping it up. He pressed her harder against the wall, wanting to feel more of her body against his, letting out a little gasp, tring to breath again...<br><br>And he pulled back, breathless and with a small smile on his face," Well... ye had uh taste..." He paused, not moving," Maybe try fer sumthin' a tad mer... thorough?" He smiled, still not moving away, still in touching distance from her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>10-02-2013, 04:49:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cal let out a hungry growl as Kos pushed her hard against the wall.&nbsp; Always having to be in control, it felt so very good when she was finally able to surrender to her body and his demands.&nbsp; Her lips parted, tongue flicking at his, begging for him to claim her mouth.&nbsp; Fingers sliding up his chest and over to his sides, nails lightly scraping the entire way.&nbsp; <br><br>She didn't realize just how much his body was keeping her upright until he pulled away.&nbsp; Her knees momentarily gave out, causing her to slump as her eyes opened.&nbsp; Kos' teasing words made the Captain snarl, ready to jump him then and there in the alley.&nbsp; But her new pilot would likely be at the ship soon.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Damn ye ta hell.&nbsp; Gettin me knickers all wet.&nbsp; Tha damnable pilot will be thar any time now.”&nbsp; Sighing heavily she pushed off the wall, her hand reaching out for her man before pulling away quickly.&nbsp; Trying to resist what her body craved.&nbsp; “Need ta be getting back.”<br><br>The walk back to the ship seemed to take far too long, Cal fighting against herself the entire way.&nbsp; Wanting to touch. Wanting to pull him into each darkened hidey hole for a quickie.&nbsp; But finally they were there, as was the pilot.&nbsp; Peeking and poking at the hull.&nbsp; <br><br>“Ya done molesin' 'er?&nbsp; She ain't tha prettiest bird but she knows 'ow ta git tha job done.”&nbsp; The flush to her lips had died down by that point, though her eyes were still bright.&nbsp; “That all yer gear?&nbsp; Or will ya be needin' Kos ta haul some fer ya?”&nbsp; Ascending the cargo ramp, she pounded in the sequence to the keypad, the bay doors hissing softly as they opened.&nbsp; “Comin?”&nbsp; Taking in a deep breath she immediately relaxed, feeling home and safe again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Branwen</strong> on <strong>10-02-2013, 13:05:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah Beth sniffed the drink dubiously and immediately felt it run full tilt through her sinuses.&nbsp; It rampaged a bit, trampling down sentries and breaking down walls and forced tears into her eyes that she wiped clean with her hands.&nbsp; "Oooh, boy.&nbsp; Don't nobody be smoking around this.&nbsp; Don't smell like it's got any go-blind in it," the vet said, referring to wood alcohol and it's notorious, sometimes lethal effects.&nbsp; "Just a lot of up-comes-the-skirt.&nbsp; Y'all be careful."&nbsp; <br><br>She took a sip, winced a bit at its bite, then took another.&nbsp; It wasn't too bad.&nbsp; So long as she didn't drink it for the taste and had some food, Sarah Beth's size and slow intake would help her stay sober.<br><br>Soberish.<br><br>Sort of soberish.<br><br>"Go on, Ari.&nbsp; Just try not to smell it and don't breathe out through your nose after you swallow."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>10-02-2013, 17:29:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Isi took a large gulp from her jar, glanced at Ari with a smile, "It don't kill ya. Not less you chuck more n' a jar and and half down yer neck. For Streaky likely three jars." A grin at Sarah Beth, then the mischievous glance returned to Ari, "Its kosher. Give ya the courage to chat up some dolly chicken. Or a bibbi fanny, no high court barnaby I."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devil's Advocate</strong> on <strong>10-02-2013, 19:47:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Wyatt gave a small grin.&nbsp; "Looks better than sum of da ones I bin flyin' recently.&nbsp; But dat's jus' da outside.&nbsp; Wanna see 'er 'art.&nbsp; Never know a ship 'til you see 'er 'art.&nbsp; Jus show me where ya want me to settle in (and yes, dis is all I got and need), and den I git the grand tour."&nbsp; He started to follow Cal into the ship.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Branwen</strong> on <strong>10-02-2013, 20:11:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Do you think," Sarah Beth said, turning towards Ari, "that she's going to get more understandable as the night goes on?&nbsp; Because most people go the opposite of what they are now."&nbsp; She took another sip, allowed the screams of a few dozen dying taste buds to fade into a shocked memory, then looked at Isi with a decidedly considered mien.&nbsp; "I have to admit, that lingo you like to sling definitely made a difference in the prices we paid.&nbsp; Fella seemed a little shocked when you first trotted that pony out.&nbsp; Like he didn't expect you to know his language."<br><br>"Good work," she said and extended her glass towards Isi for a clink and a bump.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>10-02-2013, 20:18:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's something you learn in porridge. Its stops the screws on the inside and the sharpies on the outside from the tea. Games can then commence and play be uninterrupted." Isi shrugged a little, "Stir can teach you all manner of interesting and valuable lessons."<br><br>She glanced at Ari, who had still not even tried her drink, "Down the neck Greasy girl. Do ya some good."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Branwen</strong> on <strong>10-02-2013, 20:25:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Now that much she understood. <br><br>Stir.&nbsp; Isi had been in jail.&nbsp; Well, not surprising really.&nbsp; The girl was a thief, a pickpocket as Sara Beth had seen first hand.&nbsp; But had she learned how to do it there, or was that why she'd been Bound by Law?&nbsp; And if not, what had Isi learned inside prison walls.<br><br>The rangy blonde sat back and put her arm across the back of the booth, her other hand down beside her leg and resting on the bag.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aadreal</strong> on <strong>10-02-2013, 20:54:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cal gave a nod, appreciating Wyatt's desire to see the heart of her baby before passing judgment.&nbsp; “Come 'long then.&nbsp; Yer bunk is near mine, right by tha cockpit where'n&nbsp; shoul' be.”&nbsp; She led the way into the cargo bay, only the emergency lighting showing off the skeleton of stairs and gangplanks overhead.&nbsp; For the moment the bay was empty, a bad sign for a transport vessel.&nbsp; Gesturing she led the way to the closest set of stairs, climbing them two at a time, her boots clanking on the metal treads, hips lacking the normal feminine wiggle.&nbsp; “Ye'll be able ta see more wi' tha lights on.&nbsp; But a bay is just a bay.&nbsp; It be tha head an' heart ye be wantin.”&nbsp; <br><br>The stairs led to a platform and another set of stairs.&nbsp; She took these as well, finally bringing them up to the upper deck.&nbsp; “This way now.”&nbsp; She led the way down a corridor, the glow of lights from the shipyard coming in through the bank of windows in the cockpit leading the way.&nbsp; Gesturing to the left she pointing at a single door.&nbsp; “That be me bunk.&nbsp; So long as tha door be open yer welcome ta come in an' chatter.&nbsp; If'n it be closed, jes knock.”&nbsp; <br><br>There were two doors on the right, they passed the first of which, stopping at the second.&nbsp; Sliding open the door she reached in and turned on the light.&nbsp; The room was sparse, obviously unused but clean, except for a thin layer of dust.&nbsp; “This be yer bunk.&nbsp; So long as ya donna be puttin' holes in me ship, yer welcome ta do wha ya like wi' 'er.”&nbsp; <br><br>Pointing through the open door way ahead she gave a shrug.&nbsp; “An' tha' be tha cockpit.&nbsp; Seems simple 'nough.&nbsp; When ye be settl'd tha be where ye'll find me an' I ken show ye 'bout.&nbsp; Shame Ari ain't here.&nbsp; If'n ye really wantta know tha heart o' tha Devil, Ari be tha one ta show ya.&nbsp; She knows tha girl better'n most know thar lovers.”<br><br>Leaving Wyatt to settle into his new bunk she headed to the cockpit, checking for any waves that might have come in while she was out.&nbsp; Hoping the few feelers she'd put out weeks a go would pay off.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessMc</strong> on <strong>10-02-2013, 23:28:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ari took a small sip and gasped, her eyes opening wide.&nbsp; "That is...."&nbsp; She had to stop to breath, "...not good."&nbsp; Her eyes were watering and she pushed the mason jar away from her.&nbsp; "What is it?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>11-02-2013, 04:10:05</strong>
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				"Parlance is 'booze'. Smooth it ain't, powerful it is. Its kosher. No worries. Let it grow on ya." Isi prompted. "Mull it over a bit, let it breed. By sip setter you will be in need of ogale fakes and a bit bibi, fair game for barkey's but... Hang ona&nbsp; trout." Isi indicated they should look where she was, "Yonder. Deek the chicken. Well dolly. Fancy a bit of trade with that butch asp? You would ham him eh?"<br><br>She appeared be indicating a rather attractive young blond farmhand, tall, broad and well built, he was laughing and joking with a number of other young men.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dancing with the Devil - A Firefly/Serenity Verse Game - Ep One: The Devil's Due</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessMc</strong> on <strong>11-02-2013, 07:39:01</strong>
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				Sometimes it took Ari more than a few moments to understand exactly what Isi was saying, "That is rot gut."&nbsp; But she didn't understand that Isi was looking at a group of guys.&nbsp; Ari turned her gaze to the gather young men and nodded, "They are a fair bit."&nbsp; She looked over at the Doc to see if she had dared drink anymore of the clear rot gut.
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