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Topic: The Trilogy War
Subject: okay ... what is behind door number 1


The items belonging to Af’Til held little interest to magma, other than the holy water, which is always good to have around when fighting undead. He will take two of those if there are no objections.

As to the items from the belly of the beast, Magma suggests perhaps seeing if anything is magical and casting identify upon them. Otherwise, sell the lot and donate the money as we best see Af’Til wanting.

Having no luck in finding a Bowyer or Fletcher in town so far, Magma is willing to accompany Rayne into the Leather Shop. Otherwise, it would be the Exotic goods and then the metal workers to see if they know where people buy their arrows around here.

Posted on 2007-03-25 at 19:22:55.

Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off Q&A
Subject: battle chaos


Sunset won initiative and put Arien down. So there was no need to cast spells or jump on Dapple.Char was beside Arien and moving which is why he crashed with him.

The nature of the game. You post what you want to do, and I post what actually happen. So in this case what you posted didn't occur, but the intention was there.

Posted on 2007-03-25 at 18:46:29.

Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: Here we go!


Where i have taken liberty with spoken words or conversation, feel free to make mor eto your liking.

Mad Spending Spree

Money in hand, Wyatt calls upon Kora to explain the situation to her. There are 160 credits and we wanting to be off by sunup. Do what you can to make sure all is shiny on Roc with the cash. The Thrasher City Space port is suited to the ship that wants to land quickly and move on, so the part dealers are close by. Yes, you could get things cheaper if you walked a bit, but the beggar can’t be complaining about the offerings.

Kora gets to work with the help of Sam and Trish. New cabling here, a flush of the lubricant system, new (well semi-new…newer) shocks for the landing struts and the evening goes on.

Willow arrives in the morning to be told of 120 credits and a powerful need to be ready to be fixing all sorts of holes in people. Something has got the Captain spooked and he wants to be prepared. Although tired, Willow is up for the challenge and drags Asher along after he says goodbye to his lady friend.

So as ready as you can, you close the cargo bay doors just as the Alliance patrols are returning to sweep the port again with their equipment. Rocinante breaks Atmo and soon afterwards Dash plots a course and then puts the engine into a hard burn. The ship shakes a bit and then the sound, reminiscent of a horse galloping, reverberates through the ship. Even Trish smiles for a moment.

Out in the Black
DM Note – Two days and a half to get to the Angel Hair Comet. Everyone can post any goings on they wish to for that time. Starting here as you approach the Comet

Trish is the first to hear it; strange noises in the kitchen and within the ship. She keeps find that someone is getting into the protein paste, leaving it on the counter or floor. She initial blames Sam and Asher but they proclaim innocence (We got real meat! Why’d we mess with paste?).

Willow finds her silk scarves have been moved and left crumbled on the floor.

Asher hears strange sounds of movement from around his gun cases, but can’t find the source.

Then Kora is working on fixing yet another tear in the coolant feed when she hears a sound.

“Mrawf”

Kora stops to listen. It is silent for awhile then there it is again.

“Mrawf! Mrawwwwwwl”

She turns her head to see a small cat, almost a kitten really. It is looking at her curiously from atop the shelving where her tools are kept. It is a brown and white tabby with blue coolant stains on its head. It looks quite pitiful, but the thing that really catches her attention is the collar on it. It has a jeweled collar – covered with red and green shiny gems. But one of the red gems is flashing red.

“Attention Everyone! Get your gorram asses up here cause you’re gonna wanna to see this!” Sam’s voice crackles through the onboard PA. The sound startles the kitty and it runs away, into an area of the decking that Kora can’t follow.

What am I gonna tell the captain?

On the bridge

Out of the window of the bridge you can see it. The Angel Hair Comet – the bright nimbus of its tail splashes across the path of the ship – a glorious swath gleaming across the black.

“Reminds me of a woman I once knew,” Sam quips, “Shiny, beautiful and inviting – but underneath it all, a gorram heart of solid ice.”

The ship reads the transponder and the homing beacon identifying itself as the Lullabelle Mine; claim registration 1277640. This is the place where the two prospectors has lashed a modified Bumblebee Class to the comet. Going in will be complex and hard, what with the particles and pieces of comet that make up the tail.

Then the proximity alarm goes off. On instinct, Sam banks to the left as another ship barrels past you on a hard burn, heading for the mine. It is a fixed up Griffin Class, the name Mary Celestia clear as day on the side. It is moving to cut you off and it is heading towards your job.


Posted on 2007-03-24 at 23:06:03.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: not a problem


I haven't posted the next part yet so I can add a piece about utilizing the dock supplies and working through the night to get them done. The Medical supplies are the same, no need to roleplay the purchasing of that . Many ships would come at all times into beaumonde and want to resupply and get out fast.

Posted on 2007-03-24 at 19:19:46.

Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off
Subject: Knight falls, Dragons project, Wynter fades


Don’t piss off a dragon with nothing to lose

Things went very strange, very fast. Everyone moved to stop the knight from attacking the rogue, but all events leading up to it were so unexpected, it seemed like they were unreal.

Sunset was the first to react. Her previous master had taken from her the usual weapons of the pseudo- dragon, but there was still one weapon that the now dead mage didn’t take away.

In mid-leap, Arien screams in pain and crumbles to the ground in a heap. Dapple winces in pain as well but does not lose consciousness. All others in the room are suddenly hit with a strong mental picture of a woman, resembling Arien, a lovely lady with black tresses that brush her waist and glittering eyes of green. There is a stern disapproving look on her face which is followed by a wave of raw pure emotions (fear, anger, sorrow). Kilgim and Valentine have to stop their spell-casting efforts because of the fervor of the mental attack. Char’s head reels as he grasps Arien and they both crash to the ground. Maximus even takes a step back from the dragonet. More images fill your head, room full of darkness, a green skin demon-like woman hold the lady mage from before in her talons. The images slowly fade away as Sunset regains control of her abilities. All that is left is a yearning for light – a need to get out of darkness.

Char recovers enough to roll Arien over. The man is unconscious but breathing. Valentine sees the magic within the knight fade rapidly away. Sunset hisses at Arien a few more times before retreating back into the folds of Dapple’s cloak.

The ground shakes slightly, a small tremour followed by several weaker ones.

Operating Room

“I am held in this world by a force greater than her.” Wynter answers Jal with a smile, “But if I draw attention, I will…” Wynter stops speaking as if listening to something. She looks scared. Then she fades away again. As she does, Jal hears sounds coming from the other room, where the others are waiting. A woman voice seems to be coming from there, one he hasn’t heard before, and the sound of something metal hitting the ground – then there is the sound of people moving and a loud crash – like a suit of armour being dropped to the floor.

Dm’s note – Valentine did not get far enough into the spell to lose Mana, and Kilgrim didn’t lose any of his prayers either. Only Arien is unconscious, no one else is injured permanently although you may have a lingering fear of black haired spell-casting women.

Posted on 2007-03-24 at 19:13:56.
Edited on 2007-03-24 at 19:26:18 by Alacrity

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Money money money


Okay. This is how it is:

You started with 250 credits, and were paid 500 cr upfront for the delivery of goods to dead people (T:750)

You left Bellerphon and went to Beaumonde (Port Fee: -240)

At this point you were low on everything. To refuel, resupply and do proper maintenance would be expensive (300 fuel, 120 provisions, 120 restocking medical and 320 for month maintenance T: -860). So Captain Tight Pants decided to skip the maintenance, skip the restock, and only give 60 cr to provisions.

You then gained 600 credits from Dodger, plus 120 credits in goods you could sell and about 120 credits worth of food you won't sell.

You are leaving Beaumonde which has a higher Port fee (-300)

Grif gave you half the fuel, so you needed only to fill it up. (-150)

So you have 600 credits left, with 120 to come when the rum is sold (and if not drunk by Dash). There is a sore need to do maintenance and resupply the meds, but it isn't dangerous yet becuase no one has been shot in awhile and the ship is well loved. Now technically, the 720 from Dodger and the 500 before is "take" and I imagine that you all are suppose to get a part of the take. Did we ever establish how that was going to work? Since 1220 divide among 6 people is 203 each. That would leave Wyatt with little to keep the ship in the air. Or perhaps the agreement is to pay shares out after doing fees (then it would be 720-440 = 280/6 = 46 credits each)

Feel free to check my math.





Posted on 2007-03-24 at 17:41:29.
Edited on 2007-03-24 at 17:48:29 by Alacrity

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Excellent all around


Blamm messaged me that he won't be available until Monday, which is fine.

I hope to catch up on some of my background stuff this weekend. Have to give most of you some contacts still. I'd like to post everyone's character sheets for reference as well.

Love how this is shaping up and I do like the pacing so far, not too much to overwhelm and not too slow to bore. When i began this, I was looking to do a fast intro to the ice job and move you on, but you all rose to the game so well that I didn't want to cheat you of the story. Kudos to Blamm for making me lengthen the "date". Also to Vanadia for pestering me to not simple move us along in a woof moment. (yeah yeah yeah, woof (hand gesture of dismissal) it is the next day)

You make me want to be a better GM.

Posted on 2007-03-23 at 16:42:52.

Topic: Getting to know you
Subject: animals


I would be an Owl. Always watching from the distance.

Tips

BEST: A friend of mine and I once had dinner downtown. It was a chaotic night, we were growing boys and we ordered dinner, ate them, ordered another set of dinner because we were still hungry, then ordered appetizers, then ordered deserts. All the while the waiter was good to us and kept a cool attitude. Well, the table beside us left without leaving a tip. Naturally our waiter was peeved and we were so infuriated that we gave a 100% tip on a $60 bill. We stood outside waiting for the waiter to come get it, and when he did, he looked up in surprise, and we waved goodbye.


WORST: When to a restaurant. Server was slow, food was luke warm, when we ordered desserts, we got the wrong ones and the waitress asked us to just take the ones she brought. We left a subway token and a note suggesting she get one of town.



Posted on 2007-03-23 at 15:08:36.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: thoughts


I thought it was within character once I got over the shock and hilarity of the moment. Not everyone thinks before they do things and Sam was feeling pretty whoa-is-me-ish. I could easily see Jayne doing the exact same thing.

Posted on 2007-03-23 at 13:06:05.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: okay


You can always do another post to edit your actions Lysk. You don't have to delete and redo when you want to change, but whatever you are more comfortable with, do it.

Looking forward to moving you forward to the real action this weekend. As I was saying to Eol the other day, with all that has gone on so far, we almost have a complete episode worth of story.

Now if we'd just hear from our Captain before I post.

Oh Captain, my Captain!

Posted on 2007-03-23 at 11:28:42.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Good round


Excellent grouping of posting this week. Thank you very much.


Posted on 2007-03-22 at 20:18:11.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Funny


Just trying to picture how Mal would have handled Jayne doing the same thing....

Posted on 2007-03-22 at 16:58:39.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: It's Sam! Hide the rum!


Why is the rum always gone?

Posted on 2007-03-22 at 16:47:35.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Post them if you got them


With my new job starting next week, I will be moving the game forward on the weekend no matter what. If I do, please backpost as needed. I just imagine that I will not have any time to do another set of posts until the following weekend.

Yes, Cathy did a great job on the post, especially the filling in of background on Beth and establishing a possible future.

Posted on 2007-03-21 at 15:35:45.

Topic: The Trilogy War
Subject: In the City


Magma spent the evening relaxing with good drink and food. Then in the evening he spend some time in quiet contemplation of the axe. It wasn’t long before that strange sense of common thought occurred between him and the axe. It wasn’t like talking, not in any way that was usual. It was flashes of imagery and feelings with a vague sense of purpose. But through it all came a name Khazadul-Barmaz or Dwarven Revenge.

The axe had been dormant for a long while, held in the hands of the human knight, it could not communicate as it could with Magma made by Dwarves for Dwarves . It was a powerful item, of that there was no doubt, for with a strong success blow dealt, the axe could divine the weaknesses of an enemy and tell the wielder.

“I be proud to wield you in battle.” He told the axe solemnly. “We be a good pair.”

Afterwards, Ulthok comes to find Magma, “Hey there, my dwarven friend mayhap you could point me in the right direction if possible. I'm in need of replacing my now vanished short bow I was wondering if you may have any knowledge of fine workmanship that might be found in this large city? Might be you could save us some wasted searching time.”

“I am only passing familiar with the city Ulthok, but I would be most willing to accompany you to help find a Fletcher that could serve your purposes.”

(DM OOC: I corrected the name of the character that came to see you as it was Ulthok and not Rayne)

Posted on 2007-03-21 at 02:47:31.
Edited on 2007-03-22 at 10:17:24 by TannTalas

Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: Here we go.


Geeks with Gifts
Spacedock, Thrasher City – 6:00 pm

Kora had been busy mending a small tear in the coolant line. If she didn’t know better she’d swear someone was chewing on it (probably Dash, he’d eat anything) The plastic line was thin for a reason, and you only had to look at them sometimes to break, but she had check this line not that long ago. That was when the bang on the side of Rocinante signaled that someone wanted to come in. Quickly wiping her hands with a rag, she made her way to the air doorway. Trish was already there, shotgun in hand. Kora nodded an assurance to her and looked through the viewer. It was Griffith, the captain of Royale looking up at the camera with a wave. Behind him was a grav cart with fuel cells upon it.

“Relax Trish. It’s just Grif with the fuel cells, just like the Captain said.” Kora calledback, and Trish lowered her gun and drew her hood firmly over her head. Kora opened the door to greet the older captain.

“Kora! Good to see you. Wasn’t sure if Ole Wyatt could still afford to be paying you! Wish I had a heap o’ gold to lure you away – seeing the mess my lady is in.”

(assuming conversation. Kora knows Griffith in passing but has no grudge against him. He doesn’t hold your past against you)

Griffith calls a greeting to Trish, who nods back but keeps a distance aways as is usual for her. The captain helps Kora bring the fuel cells into the bay and even offers to help with the loading.

“ I ains’t got much else to do. I gave my crew some leave since we weren’t going anywhere. Did you get searched by the feds? No? They were all over my berth tiday, lifting thing up, opening stuff up. At first I thought they were looking for contraband or an escapee, but they were looking in all them small spots andon the ground. Wouldn’t tell me what they were looking for but I could tell they were sick and tired of searching.”


Busy Night

Dm’s Note – by the dice, Wyatt was out-rolled by Dodger, but I used Willow’s skill in persuasion (d10+D10) as direct assistance which moved it your way again.

Yep…That went about as well as to be expected

It had been a tough dealin, but all of you had been in a bad situation. Dodger stated very low, offering 250 platinum and exclaiming the tragedy of having to take the sten-bolts and incinerate them. Wyatt had begun high with 2,250 pp, noting that surely Dodger was a man of the world and had tech enough to erase or change lot numbers if needed. There was much banter back and forth, and for awhile, Wyatt felt he was losing the game. Sam was a distraction, and he started feeling bad about the situation. Then Willow had stepped in to help with calm words, a flirtatious gesture or two, then a strong tone where unexpected and they came out with 1,500 pp (600 cr), a case of rum (12 bottles worth 10 cr each) and assorted foodstuff (real meat frozen, fruit, vegetables and six bars of real chocolate) that would make the next few days of moving through the black more palpable.

Once an agreement was made, it was decided that Dodger would send his men to the ship late tonight (around 9 pm) to pick up the goods and drop off yours. The cases of stuff to drop off would be very big so they can swap the sten bolts into them, and not look to casual observers like they are taking good out of your ship.

Willow had stayed behind with Dodger with a cavalier comment about not waiting up for her; she’d see them in the morning. Sam grumbled all the way back to Rocinante about how between Asher and Willow – he was the only one not getting any tonight.

Upon returning to the ship, Wyatt finds that the fuel cells have been delivered and Grif repeats to Sam and himself about the Feds searching his ship.

(insert any conversation with Grif you may wish to have. You choose whether you want him to stick around when your goods arrive or ask him to wait elsewhere)

Dodger’s crew arrives about a half-hour late, which is par for the course. Hack and Slash are there as well but they mostly supervise and do not speak much. You swap cargos into their bins and no one speaks a word about what is happening. Trish, Sam and Kora immediately start to sort through the foodstuffs with a child-like glee, not unlike present time on Christmas morning. (Chocolate! Real Chocolate! Not that synth stuff they have for us low lives! Look! Green Beans! Is that honey?)

With the way now clear, you move the special ICE crates from Royale to Rocinante and secure them to the hold. Griffith gives you a once over on how to use them, but they are easy enough (designed for miners after all, basically a crate designed to keep the content at absolute zero. It will hold a block of ice, 3x3x3 feet). He gives you the coordinated for the comet and the mine, wishing you all the best on your journey.

(Blamm is swamped in RL so I have asked Vanadia to complete the date for Asher. He will arrive sometime during the night with Beth, have a good evening and then see her off in the morning before you leave)

Sun comes up the next day (you think, this is Beaumonde after all) and it is time to be going. You buy and load the fuel cells you need, get your waste management services emptied, cleaned, fresh water in the tanks and you are good to go. Any time you leave atmo with no one wounded or hurt is a good one.

GM Note – Will stop here so you can backpost and do any housekeeping. Next post will start as you see the comet for the first time

Posted on 2007-03-20 at 20:19:09.
Edited on 2007-03-20 at 20:20:10 by Alacrity

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: of course


My last week at the shop and now it gets busy. I have a post for Rocinante partially written, will try to get it ... posted tonight.



Posted on 2007-03-20 at 19:41:55.

Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off
Subject: See what happens when I NPC you for too long!


Sunset is scared. Dapple can feel the emotions pouring from the tiny dragon on her shoulder like a rain shower. The explanation comes in image flashes within Dapple’s mind. The smell – it reminds her of the lab she was a prisoner in for most of her life. Images of Orlando torturing her come unbidden to her mind, and she is shaking ever so slightly.

Valentine completed his spell and looked around. There was no magic on the doorway or within the room besides that which the party had brought with them. There was something odd though, like a whisper of a wind within the senses of the spell – like an air current of magic that seemed to flow above them. If he looked for it directly, it wasn’t there but in his peripheral vision, it flittered like pixie dust in the breeze.

Jal completed his spell and become ghostlike to his companions. That strong vanishes as his senses become dulled but the incorporeal essence of the spell. But while that fades away, he feels a strong pull – like a strong wind from above - drawing him up towards the keep and tower. Were Jal on the ground floor and in this state, he would be hard pressed to avoid being dragged with it.

Like something is summoning everything undead to it he thought.

Slipping through the small crack of the door, Jal moves out into the hallway. There is no one out here waiting there arrival and no signs of traps laid beyond the door. He continues to move to the west, noticing that there is a door on his left, just before the stairs, that is slightly ajar. He looks into the room.

There is Wynter, standing beside a long wooden table. She seems to be staring at the table, at the stain of liquids on it. Jal can see some of the stains are blood, but there is another kind as well, a thicker green liquid that has adhered to the table. Jal doesn’t spend much time examining it though, for Wynter appears almost solid to him, like he could reach out and touch her, but when he tries his hand passes through her, like he is the ghost now, and she is alive.

“Do you see them, my love?”

Jal looks to where the dead girl is looking, straining to see what she means. Then it becomes clear to him. Two dead men’s souls are here in the room, but they are stretched thin across the floor and held down by what looks like roots coming from the ground. Only as he perceives them does he hear their wails of pain and anguish, as they are held down yet drawn upward to the tower as well.

“Can you help them Jal? Please make them stop screaming!”

(Jal – You have about 8 minutes of Wraithform left)

Meanwhile, as the rest of the party awaits the spellcaster’s return, Arien staggers slightly and stumbles – steadying himself on the wall. Kilgim and Char move to help him, inquiring as to what is wrong, but he moves away. “I don’t know…my head…feels …” he mumbles as he takes off his helm, lets his sword fall out of his hands and slumps down to the ground, rubbing his eyes as if in pain. “Alloryn … so dark…”

To Valentine’s detect magic, the Knight seems to start glowing. It comes and goes like a pulse.(6 minutes of magic vision left)

Then suddenly Arien stands up, looking about as surprised by his whereabouts, “What is this?” He says but his voice sounds odd - higher pitched, “Two places? How odd. Twins? Oh, this is delicious!” He steps forward in an odd exaggeratedly feminine walking pattern (picture the knight walking like Jessica Rabbit) looking over each of the party members as if seeing them for the first time. “Men! Oh, it has been so long since I have had men!”

Arien staggers again, clutching his head with both hands, “What is …” his voice sounds strained but normal again. (DetMag – light fades)

His face curls up into a savage mask of rage, (DetMag – light returns) his eyes fall upon Dapple, “An elf!” he spits with fury (and that strange voice again) launching himself at Dapple with arms extended like claws.

Sunset hisses and draws her wing back as if to strike. Dapple gets a very clear image of a woman lunging to attack her - a woman with talon like hands and greenish skin.

Posted on 2007-03-18 at 14:14:13.
Edited on 2007-03-18 at 14:17:35 by Alacrity

Topic: Getting to know you
Subject: Push up bras - oh my!


That's my Fantasy! Woohoo!

I'm a polo shirt and khaki pant type of guy. I also love t-shirts with unusual prints on them from places I have visited. I have three t-shirts strictly for D&D playing. One says "Carpe DM - Seize the Dungeon Master", another is a black dragon printfrom collar to bottom, and the other is labeled "Continuing Where we Last Left Off" on the front and "They're Not That Tough" on the back.

Posted on 2007-03-16 at 11:24:31.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Update


I have signed the Offer of Employment paperwork and will be sending it in by courier tomorrow. As of March 26th I will be working for IKON. Should be interesting.

Woohoo!

Posted on 2007-03-14 at 02:56:39.

Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off Q&A
Subject: Official


I have signed the paperwork and will be sending it in by courier tomorrow. As of March 26th I will be working for IKON. Should be interesting.



Posted on 2007-03-14 at 02:47:48.

Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off
Subject: inwards


The door out of this room has no lock, and upon a examination from Dapple, she realizes that although not trapped, the door is not hinged either. In fact, with the smallest amount of pressure, the old door would have come crashing down into the hallway.

She listens carefully, the magically induced silence of Kilgim now ended. The sounds from above are distracting but to Dapple’s elven ears, there is no sounds coming from beyond the door.

(assuming someone will open it carefully)

The layout before you is what you had expected from Gwanele’s map. Before you is an open area about 20 x 20 feet. There is a good solid door to the immediate right of you, on the north wall. There is a corridor to the south with a number of doors in various states of decay. It looks as though the rooms and cells to the south have not been used by the current inhabitants. This room itself has no furnishing or décor of any sort, other than a pattern of mold on the far wall that resembles a man’s head with very big hair.

The smell of pine is stronger here. It permeates the nose so much so that you feel you can taste the scent. At first you thought it might be a cleaning liquid, but this is stronger than that, like a concentrated smell of pine sap.

Dapple listens to the north door and checks it. It is not locked, but this one is indeed hinged. There is a fair amount of rust on the bolts too, sending suspicions through Dapple and Char that the door will creek loudly when opened.

Posted on 2007-03-11 at 18:27:09.

Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off Q&A
Subject: Moving along


I will move the game forward tomorrow even though not everyone has posted. It isn't a situation right now that requires all input. Besides i still have not heard from Olan on the topic of Arien and Raven told me he is swamped right now.



Posted on 2007-03-11 at 00:02:07.

Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off Q&A
Subject: good question


They have offered me the job. It is mine to have and they want me to come in to fill out all the paperwork. However, i want to make sure of some details not discussed yet before I sign anything (vacation time, benefits, etc etc).

yo usee, in my wife's line of work, they send out offers of employments that you get to read and have your lawyer go ovr first before you sign. This is what I expected, but doesn't seem to be happening. But I have only change jobs once in the last 25 years and it was family oriented, so there was no offer. So maybe the offers of employment only occur in the high level professional sales circles. I do not know. I will go in Tuesday with full intention to sign up, but I want to go over all the details first.

Posted on 2007-03-10 at 22:56:28.

Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: There'll be time enough for counting


“Good, solid sten-bolts is all. Figured you could get some fair market pricin’ fer the lot of them… got a good five cartons full: five hunnerd, shiny.”

“Willow! You sly vixen. What you be tryin’ to do to me 'ere?”

"Dodger, darlin', if I were attempting to ‘do’ you, there'd be no mistaking it for anything else. I told the captain, if anyone could move marked goods and get close to market value, it's Dodger, and so here we are. We hadn't gotten to talking about price yet, and we had no intention of hiding anything. With me, sweetness, what you see is what you get."

“Same’s clean through fer the lot o’ us, Dodger. I ain’t no Chwen, and ain’t lookin’ to wind up on the wrong end of Dodger’s interests. Like I said, five hunnerd o’ them. These here are good, solid pieces o’ equipment, Dodger. They ain’t some spoiled turnips we’re trying to dice and pass off as raisons. They’ll fetch ya a good price on the flipside, so what’s your offer?”


A moment. It isn’t a long stretch of time - the space of time between the clicks of the second hand. There was a lot that could happen in a moment though. Wyatt had seen scores of men die in a moment. Dash had pulled Rocinante from certain destruction in a moments turn of the wheel. Willow, well she had seen men do in a moment what should have lasted an entire evening, yet a moment was all she needed to bring a man from death to life on an operating table.

A moment passed between Dodger looking at the serial number of the sten-bolt. That was all it was, a serial/lot number that was stamped on manufactured goods. Sam saw that from where he was sitting. Nothing saying alliance only goods or any such cautions – after all they were just gorram sten-bolts. But Wyatt wasn’t looking at the serial number; he saw the fear flash in Dodger’s eyes. Something about this shipment scared the big man, and scared him badly.

Dodger sized up Wyatt and his crew in the same moment. After which the guarded smile was replaced by the genuine one, followed by that infectious laugh. “Ahhh, Miss Willow, dese not be marked. No fears dere. And you speak truth, I can move marked goods if the goods be good. But dis is the first time I ‘ave ‘ad anyone bring me goods what were stolen from me, looking for a good price.”

(assuming some astonishment here)

“See, I ‘ad a client want to move dese bolts along with other such merch, going to Newhall. I used an independent operator, much like yourselves, to do the deed. Trustwort’y sort who ‘ad done many jobs in de past.” Dodger leaned back as if to weigh his words, “Dat be Captain North and ‘is swan - Nina ‘artley

(You have all heard of Nina Hartley. It was found adrift in the black, with no crew, no cargo. Reports on the waves said it was hit by pirates, using an EMP to disable the ship, then overriding the backup systems to open all hatches – sucking the crew into the void.)

“Yeah Mon! Dat de one. Very ‘arsh way to steal 2 credit a piece sten-bolts. But pirates don’t always know the cargo is good or not. So I ‘ave to make amends to the client. I ‘ave a rep to keep. Offer to pay de cost of d’ goods, and compensation, Mon. But ‘e’s all no worries Mon. Even t’rows a big job to me to make sure dere be no ‘ard feelings. I don’t bite the ‘and that feeds Mon, but dere be lesser mon than me on a meat ‘ook for losing dis cat’s stuff, you know what I mean?

(Assume some commentary here)

“So ‘ere you be wit’ part of dis cargo. So what am I to do? If I send you ‘way and you move dem elseswhere, word gets out, my reputation is shot and you be in trouble. If I try to move dem and word gets out, then my rep be trashed and dere be questions. If I take dem and turn ‘em over to my client, then ‘e’ll want names and you’d be in a world of ‘urt that I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy, let alone alls of you. So what am I to do now? Dat be de question.”

Posted on 2007-03-10 at 22:47:34.

 
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