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Day 2, Whitefall - Necessity, The Church, 9:30 AM PT

The kid had been amused by the concern of wearing his Colt 22 side arm to church. It sort of confirmed his thoughts of her as an inner planets person. She may have spent time in the black out here on the rim, but not much on the ground. She had noticed his jacket but she didn’t notice it hid his body armor and shoulder rigs with the PK 12’s snuggled under his arm pits; he wasn’t going out on a strange planet nearly alone with only one gun; the combat knife in his boot just seemed standard wear. He’d had a devil of a time hiding the smoke grenade though so it didn’t appear as some sort of odd growth sticking off his body. The doc saw him as the deck hand and may not know his real job was to protect the crew and keep the public relations balanced in their favor. When the wagon showed up and them folks were also pack’in he could only smile.

It had been a long time since the kid had stepped foot in church. Back home when things went bad with the local power grabbers it just wasn’t safe to be where they figure you’d be. They didn’t give no credence to sanctuary, they’d shoot ya right then and there in front of the congregation and then shoot any that objected. Wasn’t right to put them good people at risk. As time went on he just formed his own feeling about right and wrong and didn’t feel that preachers really had his interested in mind when they spouted their words. …This here Tubbs was just the same, work’n folks up to do what he wanted and not what may be best. But he sat quiet like to be sure Miss Stephanie was safe.

He noticed her twitch a bit when a young fella came in late. After an hour or so, the service ended and Miss Stephanie turns, “I need to talk to that young man.  You stay here and I will be right back.” She’s off before Asher can protest, threading her way through the crowd as it gets up and files its way towards the exits. Asher wasn’t about to stay too far from her so slowly he rose and wandered over in the general vicinity.  He’d respect her privacy in the conversation but he didn’t intent to let anyone get between them if possible. He’d just have to suffer Miss Stephanie’s wrath later if’n she thought him not mind’n her.



Posted on 2018-03-18 at 12:50:03.

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For Asher Mostly

Day 2, Whitefall - Necessity, The Church, 9:40 AM PT

Stephanie ran ahead of Ash as he attempted to get through the crowd. There were two types of people at the end of a sermon, those who wanted to get out fast, and those that wanted to hang around and make a social event out of it. Both groups were in the young man’s way. He kept losing sight of the Doctor but he knew where he was going. By the time he started to get near the front of the church, he hears several gasps of shock and perhaps fear.

Asher cleared the crowd to see Stephanie kneeling before Petrie who seemed to have collapsed. Stephanie had her hands on his arm and shoulder and her eyes seemed to be unfocused.

Reverend Tubbs pushed his way through the crowd, “What’s going on? Petrie! Get up boy!”

“He can’t.” the Doctor replied, “He has multiple external lacerations on his back and lower regions that have hemorrhaged internally. He has lost a lot of blood, he needs to get to a hospital.”

“Excuse me little lady, but my son just needs to man up a bit. Now leave him to…”

“Your son will be dead if you keep arguing with me, your very stupid man. I am Dr. Stephanie Young and I am a medical doctor.”

A murmur rustles through the crowd and Asher hears more than a few recognize the name.

“Now listen her …”

Stephanie was opening up her doctor’s pack and pulling thing out. She pointed at people in the crowd and barked orders, “You! Get me a board or something to slip under him, tabletop, whatever. You, I need fresh bandages, linens, sheets, whatever! You! I need as much ice as you can find,” people ran off in multiple directions. “Is there a medical facility near by?”

“Doctor Amber. Down the street.” Someone called out. “He ain’t no surgeon though.”

“Well I am. Ariel Medical Board Certified, I just need to borrow Dr. Amber’s theatre.”

A short ugly woman with a big hat pushed herself into the fray. “Now hold on just a dang second Miss Young.  We don’t need outsiders coming in and telling us what to do with our own. You just mind your own and we’ll mind ours.” She said with a commanding air.

Stephanie turned Petrie over and torn open his shirt, revealing a mass of ling stripe wounds on the back that had soaked through the bandage already in them. “Doctor Young if you please. I didn’t graduate top of my class to be talk down to by idiots and morons.”

The crowd gasped loudly.

“Do you know who I am!?!?” The woman stammered through clenched teeth. Four men with deputy badges moved up quickly beside her.

“By Buddha!” Stephanie exclaimed as she sniffed the bandages, “Salt? Are you completely mad?” She glanced up at the woman and rolled her eyes dismissively, “Yes yes yes. Patience. Imogen. Governor or some such silliness. Listen, you want to have your flunkies shoot me while I am trying to save a man’s life in front of all these constituents of your, be my guest. But I need a mode of transport to get this man to the doctor’s now!!!” And not a gorram horse!”

Patience looked at Stephanie, then looked at the crowd watching. She made a swishing motion with her mouth and then said, “Huey, get the car out front quick.” One of the deputies took off at a run. She kneeled down to where Stephanie was cleaning wounds and using her dermal regenerator. “When he is all stable, you and me gonna have a few words.’

“Yes, you are very scary and intimidating.” Stephanie said distractedly with a dismissive wave of her hand as she applied ice to the wounds on the back gingerly. “You can have as many words as you want when I’m done, now out of my way or make yourself useful.”

The man showed up with a foldable table, “Is this good?”

Stephanie nodded, “Okay, you gentlemen want to be useful or are you all playing with your guns?” The deputies stood there for a moment and then moved with a start to help lift the young man onto the table and move him to the door. The doctor quickly ran over the Asher, “Tell the Captain what’s happen. I’ll keep in touch as best I can.” She says with a tap to one ear. “My previous captain never let me leave home without it.”

She ran to the door and followed her patient out alongside Reverend Tubbs and Governor Imogen Patience, neither looking all that pleased.

“Wow!” A women said behind Asher, “She’s my new hero.”

“She already is a hero. Stephanie Young? She was in the war, would let either side tell her who was more important based on rank or side. Made a big stand on the Vids and the uppity ups had to back down.”

“Really? Still, her Governor-ship ain’t gonna let being made a fool of in front of a crowd go unpaid.”

Asher stood there for a moment wondering if he should follow behind or go tell the captain. He knew what those wounds meant, the young man had seen them before back on his home world. ‭Waylend Gayner and Adelei Niska would have people who stood up to them tied to a post and whipped. Petrie had been whipped within an inch of his life and then made to wear bandages soaked in salt. Not a memory that Asher cared to relive.

A voice of a man spoke behind him, “Need a lift?”

He turned to see Hewlett Stewart standing there with a bemused grin, “Not far outta of my way if you be in a hurry.”



Posted on 2018-04-21 at 16:44:43.
Edited on 2018-04-23 at 10:31:07 by Alacrity

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From Asher's POV...........

Day 2, Whitefall - Necessity, The Church, 9:40 AM PT

 

Asher cleared the crowd to see Stephanie kneeling before Petrie who seemed to have collapsed. Stephanie had her hands on his arm and shoulder and her eyes seemed to be unfocused.

Reverend Tubbs pushed his way through the crowd, “What’s going on? Petrie! Get up boy!”

“He can’t.” the Doctor replied, “He has multiple external lacerations on his back and lower regions that have hemorrhaged internally. He has lost a lot of blood, he needs to get to a hospital.”

The kid made his way closer, he just had a feeling Miss Stephanie would need someone watching her back. Just then the Rev stepped up….

“Excuse me little lady, but my son just needs to man up a bit. Now leave him to…”

The Doc barely looked as she snapped back.

“Your son will be dead if you keep arguing with me, your a very stupid man. I am Dr. Stephanie Young and I am a medical doctor.”

As a murmur rustles through the crowd Asher hears more than a few recognize the name.

The Rev started to get uppity, “Now listen her …”

Miss Stephanie was opening up her doctor’s pack and pulling things out. She pointed at people in the crowd and barked orders.

Ash nodded as she spoke, he was getting used to being around strong woman.

 “You! Get me a board or something to slip under him, tabletop, whatever. You, I need fresh bandages, linens, sheets, whatever! You! I need as much ice as you can find,” people ran off in multiple directions. “Is there a medical facility near by?

Someone called out. “Doctor Amber. Down the street.” “He ain’t no surgeon though.”

With an air of authority Miss Stephanie replied, “Well I am. Ariel Medical Board Certified, I just need to borrow Dr. Amber’s theatre.”

The kid scanned the crown as it seemed to part and a short ugly woman with a big hat pushed herself into the fray.

“Now hold on just a dang second Miss Young.  We don’t need outsiders coming in and telling us what to do with our own. You just mind your own and we’ll mind ours.” She said with a commanding air.

As if to emphasize her point Stephanie turned Petrie over and torn open his shirt, revealing a mass of lined stripe wounds on his back that had soaked through the bandage already. “Doctor Young if you please. I didn’t graduate top of my class to be talk down to by idiots and morons.”

The crowd gasped loudly.

“Do you know who I am!?!?” The woman stammered through clenched teeth. Four men with deputy badges moved up quickly beside her.

Asher was feeling twitchy…. then Doc’s raised voice drew him back to her.

“By Buddha!” Stephanie exclaimed as she sniffed the bandages, “Salt? Are you completely mad?” She glanced up at the woman and rolled her eyes dismissively, “Yes yes yes. Patience. Imogen. Governor or some such silliness. Listen, you want to have your flunkies shoot me while I am trying to save a man’s life in front of all these constituents of your, be my guest. But I need a mode of transport to get this man to the doctor’s……. now!!!…. And not a gorram horse!”

It was a war of wills and compared to Miss Stephanie the governor was unarmed.

Patience looked at Stephanie, then looked at the crowd watching. She made a swishing motion with her mouth and then said, “Huey, get the car out front quick.” One of the deputies took off at a run.

The ugly woman kneeled down. Stephanie was cleaning the wounds and using her dermal regenerator. Asher heard the woman growl,“When he is all stable, you and me gonna have a few words.”

Asher hadn’t got to know Doc Young much since she joined the crew but it was clear she belonged.

“Yes, you are very scary and intimidating.” Stephanie said distractedly with a dismissive wave of her hand as she applied ice to the wounds on the back gingerly. “You can have as many words as you want when I’m done, now out of my way or make yourself useful.”

This was a person deserving his protection.

A man showed up with a foldable table, “Is this good?”

Miss Stephanie nodded, “Okay, you gentlemen want to be useful or are you all playing with your guns?” The deputies stood there for a moment and then moved with a start to help lift the young man onto the table and move him to the door.

The men carefully placed the man on the board. The doctor quickly ran over, “Tell the Captain what’s happen. I’ll keep in touch as best I can.” She says with a tap to one ear. “My previous captain never let me leave home without it.”

Before he could reply she ran to the door and followed her patient out alongside Reverend Tubbs and Governor Imogen Patience, neither looking all that pleased.

Asher stood there for a moment wondering if he should follow behind or go tell the captain. He knew what those wounds meant, the young man had seen them before back on his home world. Waylend Gayner and Adelei Niska would have people who stood up to them tied to a post and whipped. Petrie had been whipped within an inch of his life and then made to wear bandages soaked in salt. Not a memory that Asher cared to relive.

A voice of a man spoke behind him, “Need a lift?”

He turned to see Hewlett Stewart standing there with a bemused grin, “Not far outta of my way if you be in a hurry.”

Ash looked, "Capt’n Stewart….I sure could, but not back to the Roc. That woman needs someone watch'n her back and that’s what I do. Can you drop me at that Doc Ambor’s place then go tell Capt’n Sung wat,cha see’d here and where we are?"

As they walked out Ash could hear the folk speak of Miss Stephanie.

“Wow!” She’s my new hero.”

“She already is a hero. Stephanie Young? She was in the war, wouldn't let either side tell her who was more important based on rank or side. Made a big stand on the Vids and the uppity ups had to back down.”

“Really? Still, her Governor-ship ain’t gonna let being made a fool of in front of a crowd go unpaid.”

It just reinforced his resolve to protect this lady…..besides if’n he didn’t Ma would thump him good.



Posted on 2018-04-29 at 17:06:57.
Edited on 2018-04-30 at 11:34:10 by Odyson

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caught in a ....office

Day 2, Whitefall - Necessity, Rocinante, 10:00 AM PT

“So, we gonna talk ‘bout this job, now, er we gonna get chores an’ s#!t outta th’ way first?” Not waiting for an immediate answer, his eyes fix on Wyatt; “Cap, I got some plans an’ back-up plans laid out on m’ console if’n ya wanna take a gander…”

“I ‘ppreciate it, Sam,” Sung acknowledges and shifts in his chair at the head of the table as he gently sets his mug down. “First, I’m playin’ with an idea that could use y’all’s input. I already ran this past the Gentleman Dash, here, so he’s got a leg up on the rest o’ ya as far as thinkin’ on it, but the more minds we put to it, the more likely we’ll come to a good conclusion. So, here it is…

“Young Miss Chloe has revealed who her child’s father is,” Wyatt meets each of those who are present’s eye as he continues. “She’d like fer him t’ join her on this new leg o’ her life an’ be the father to her child, but it ain’t as easy as us jus’ takin’ on another passenger. Her beau is a rather prominent figure on Whitefall. It jus’ so happens that he’s the preacher’s son, Petrie Tubbs.

“From what I gather, Petrie’s father, Reverend Tubbs, is in tight with Patience. So, we go cartin’ off the Reverend’s son and we’re likely drawing attention from one of the Rim’s most prominent warlords makin’ our lives difficult an’ dangerous. ‘Course, this could also help us with that black cloud hangin’ o’er our heads since the gorram Lián méng started bein’ all friendly-like with us. Puts us back on the side o’ things where we make our bread an’ butter… kinda.

“Anyway, Sam suggested we kill the poor kid an’ while I was mildly amused with the idea at first the more I pondered, the more I think his idea has mettle. The problems, as I sees it, is that we got less than half a day t’ make it happen, we gotta convince folks hereabouts that Petrie is, in fact, dead, an’ we gotta do so in a way that leaves no body t’ inspect. And, it’d be a bonus if we could conjure up a way t’ put the blame on someone else that’d help those like Eagle Eye in their politics with Patience.”

Leveling his gaze directly at each of his crew—his family—Wyatt asks, “Ideas?”

So the conversation began with everyone who was there chiming in on the possibility of sneaking the young Petrie of the planet and sneaking him out with Chloe.

“Cap’n are ya sure the kid wants this too?”

“We got jus’ a sniff more’n twelve hours ‘fore we burn atmo… We kill this Petrie kid an’ we gotta do it quick an’ ugly…”

“Need to talk to Doctor to see if it is even possible”

“Be even better if we could pin it all on Patience and her people somehow. Again maybe getting Eagle Eye involved in this would be a good thing”

Around and around it went, but the constant reminder of it not being easy to fake a death without the person in question being part of the plan.  Breakfast is served, you eat and discuss and then clean up the dishes and still discuss when you realize that you haven’t heard from Asher and the Doc for awhile.

*Thump* *Thump* *Thump* comes the heavy metal knocking of someone at the cargo bay door.  Sam frowns and runs to the cockpit to check the camera to see an older man staying there, grey hair, short cut, clean shaven. He holds his firearm up dangling on his index finger before the camera – clearly denoting he means no harm. He says “You got audio on that? I’m Captain Hewlett Stewart of Morgan Creek. I’m here on behalf of a young man named Asher Talhone. Got a message for Captain Wyatt Sung.”

(assuming someone goes to answer the door)

The Captain waits outside the door of the cargo bay patiently. When the door opens he offers his gun and magazine in separate hands and then holds up his arms so he can be patted down,  “No problem, it is what’d I would do.”

(assuming you let him in with or without the pat down and is brought to Wyatt)

“Captain Sung.” Hewlett nods a greeting to Wyatt, “Nice to meet you. I won’t waste your time. Seems your Doctor Young has gotten herself into a situation involving a young man with injuries. Petrie Tubbs? Anyway, she is doctoring the boy in the offices of a Dr. Amber’s office in town – he was the closest doc with an operating room. She caused a bit of a stir, in the church of all places. Drew a lot of attention to herself in the process.”

(assuming some questions or commentary)

Well the Governor is got the doctor’s office held tight, yes, Patience, that Governor, and your man Asher is there as well. He won’t leave her behind despite her telling him to, seems to believe she needs protecting. Might be right too, hard to say. I get the feeling people around here don’t see many people stand up to Patience and they liked the first act.

(why are you helping out)

“Asher did my crewmember a … favour last night so I wanted to return the gesture.  My man was drunk, looking for a fight and Asher could have laid him down hard, but he didn’t. Right honourable man you got there. Anything else I can do for ya?”

(what was happening there last you saw)

“Patience has four men around the office and two within. Her and the Rev were in for awhile but left as I did looking none to happy. I get the impression your Doctor doesn’t really care who she makes friends with. Asher had made his way inside the office as I left.  One against six, I don’t like them odds but he didn’t look worried. Oh! Asher said the Doc had her ear comm in but I also heard Patience tell one of her men to block all comms.”

(If you wish to ask more you can. Otherwise he will leave you alone)

“Listen, “Hewlett says as he is leaving. “We are on channel 1742, be here until late tonight. If you need anything, give me a call. I can’t stand by and watch a good man stand alone.”

Day 2, Whitefall - Necessity, The Doctor’s Office, 10:00 AM PT

Asher looked at the Doctor’s office and saw the four men surrounding the building and more out front with Patience and Tubbs. He was worried for a moment but then the Governor called her four men over to talk to them. Taking the opportunity that presented itself, Asher swiftly moved into the building.

The waiting room was that same as any other out of the way doctor office that Asher had ever visited. A very pretty young lady with brown hair was busy packing things into her purse, when she looked up at Asher. “Oh! You can’t see the doctor right now. You best be off, come by later. Even I have been told to go home.”

(assuming some sort of answer)

“Well don’t be here when her Governship comes back. She’s already sore about the Lady Doctor taking over and talking down to her.  I’m going home now, you best do so too.” and with that she heads for the door in a hurry.”

There are two doors in the room, one being open to and examining room and another being closed and from within Asher can hear Dr. Young chiding someone for not keeping up with the times in the medical practice.

There were sounds outside and footsteps on the steps outside. The men were coming back and at least two of them were heading into the office.



Posted on 2018-05-30 at 14:09:38.
Edited on 2018-05-30 at 18:19:30 by Alacrity

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Day 2, Whitefall - Necessity, The Doctor's Office, 10:00 AM PT

Day 2, Whitefall - Necessity, The Doctor’s Office, 10:00 AM PT

Captain Hewlett delivered Ash to the Doctor’s office as quick as he could but by the time they got there Miss Stephanie had gott’n her patient moved into the Doctor’s office and the door was closed. Asher saw four men surrounding the building and more out front with Patience and Reverand. The Kid was figuring how he could get inside. He was worried for a moment but then the Governor called her four men over to talk to them. Taking the opportunity that presented itself, Asher swiftly moved into the building.

The waiting room was that same as any other out of the way doctor office that Asher had ever visited. He nearly expected to see Doc McGuire come walking to greet him. A very pretty young lady with brown hair was busy packing things into her purse, when she looked up at Asher. “Oh! You can’t see the doctor right now. You best be off, come by later. Even I have been told to go home.”

“Yes’um, I was just supposed to pick sumpthin up. Won’t take but a minute.”

Well don’t be here when her Governship comes back. She’s already sore about the Lady Doctor taking over and talking down to her.  I’m going home now, you best do so too.” and with that she heads for the door in a hurry.

There are two doors in the room, one being open to an examining room and another being closed and from within Asher can hear Dr. Young chiding someone for not keeping up with the times in the medical practice.

There were sounds outside and footsteps on the steps outside. The men were coming back and at least two of them were heading into the office.

It wouldn’t go well to have them Governor’s lackies knowing Ash was here and it factually it would be better for Doc them thinking she was on her own. Following Stephanie’s voice Ash opened the door and quickly stepped in. Stephanie looked over, “I told you to get back to the boat and let Captain Sung know I’d be delayed. I don’t need a baby sitter, I need adequate medical facilities, if we could just get him my medical bay.”  Stephanie switched her glair to Doctor Amber. “Maybe you can talk some sence into them folks to transfer him to our boat to save this man's life. This going to be challenging enough in this prehistoric theater without…..

“Miss Stephanie”, Ash interrupted, “This ain’t no baby sitting, that woman‘s got this place covered with her thugs. There's two outside this door and four more around the building. They don’t care none that you are known to half the verse, if Patience says you’re dead, you’re dead. Doc Amber or no Doc Amber you would just disappear… I ain’t going to make it easy for them. …. Now I ain’t gonna get in your way none but I ain’t gonna git either.”

“Well then just stay over there by the door and try not to knock anything over,” Stephanie growled.

“Yes, Miss Stephanie.” The kid stepped back and started looking through the glass front case standing near the corner. He’d remember Doc McGuire had spent time showing him his stuff while he recovered from them shots in the back. Later Ash figured it was a way for Doc McGuire to keep a constant watch on him without let’n on how bad thing really was. There was sompthin he recalled that was used to put folks to sleep..cloro-sumpthin.. As he eyed the bottles he saw one reading Chloroform. When the Doc’s turned their backs to him he slipped the bottle and a small bunch cloth pads into his dusters pocket. “May be a way to take down a couple of them guards without having to shoot um”, he thought to himself.



Posted on 2018-06-02 at 22:09:28.
Edited on 2018-06-03 at 10:45:18 by Odyson

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Day 2, Whitefall - Necessity, Rocinante, 10:00 AM PT

*Thump* *Thump* *Thump* comes the heavy metal knocking of someone at the cargo bay door. Sam frowns and runs to the cockpit to check the camera to see an older man staying there, grey hair, short cut, clean shaven. He holds his firearm up dangling on his index finger before the camera – clearly denoting he means no harm. He says “You got audio on that? I’m Captain Hewlett Stewart of Morgan Creek. I’m here on behalf of a young man named Asher Talhone. Got a message for Captain Wyatt Sung.”

Getting up quickly a questioning look on his face, Fenris made his way to the hatch and opened it. Fenris could not help but be surprised that Morgan Creeks Captain waited outside the door of the cargo bay his hands already holding both his gun and magazine separately. As the big mechanic was about to ask him to hold his arms up he already had them up.

Ahhh thanks” Fenris said as he patted the Captain down.

No problem, it is what’d I would do.”

Follow me please sir I’m sure the Cap’n will want to hear what message you say you have from Ash”

Captain Sung.” Hewlett nods a greeting to Wyatt, “Nice to meet you. I won’t waste your time. Seems your Doctor Young has gotten herself into a situation involving a young man with injuries. Petrie Tubbs? Anyway, she is doctoring the boy in the offices of a Dr. Amber’s office in town – he was the closest doc with an operating room. She caused a bit of a stir, in the church of all places. Drew a lot of attention to herself in the process. Well the Governor is got the doctor’s office held tight, yes, Patience, that Governor, and your man Asher is there as well. He won’t leave her behind despite her telling him to, seems to believe she needs protecting. Might be right too, hard to say. I get the feeling people around here don’t see many people stand up to Patience and they liked the first act.

Ok not to be a skeptic but why are you helping him out? Whats in it for you?”

Fenris could not help asking. This guy could just as well be working for Patience and this could all be a set-up.

Asher did my crewmember a … favour last night so I wanted to return the gesture. My man was drunk, looking for a fight and Asher could have laid him down hard, but he didn’t. Right honourable man you got there. Anything else I can do for ya?”

A firm but not so much a hostile look from Hewlett made the big mechanic nod his head in acknowledgment and relax down from his aggressive stance.

Patience has four men around the office and two within. Her and the Rev were in for awhile but left as I did looking none to happy. I get the impression your Doctor doesn’t really care who she makes friends with. Asher had made his way inside the office as I left. One against six, I don’t like them odds but he didn’t look worried. Oh! Asher said the Doc had her ear comm in but I also heard Patience tell one of her men to block all comms.”

Listen, “Hewlett says as he is leaving. “We are on channel 1742, be here until late tonight. If you need anything, give me a call. I can’t stand by and watch a good man stand alone.”

With Fenris once more leading he walked the other ship’s Captain to the cargo door once more.

Thank you for bring’n us Ash’s current status I owe ya one if not the rest of the crew”

Closing the door he made his way back to his room and gathered his Beretta's and the Desert Eagle and strapped all three on joining his knives and other gear. Then moving to Ash’s room he went to the Kid’s arms locker to take hold once more of the Justice Arms JC39 kept there. However to a growl of dismay he found the arms locker to be locked and he did not have a key. Once more rejoining Wyatt, Sam and Ma Fenris looked to them

Ok Ash locked his gun closet but I’m geared up with mine, so lets go get the Kid!”



Posted on 2018-06-02 at 23:30:02.

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Around and around it went, but the constant reminder of it not being easy to fake a death without the person in question being part of the plan.  Breakfast is served, you eat and discuss and then clean up the dishes and still discuss when you realize that you haven’t heard from Asher and the Doc for awhile.

Closing his eyes, Wyatt rolls his head about stretching out his tightened neck muscles. Planning a kidnapping is difficult enough when that's all one has to do. This mission during the War is brought to mind where Wyatt's ship was running barricade to insert and extract the team that was charged with intercepting a courier. They received live reports from spies concerning the target's position and had to develop a plan on the hoof. He had ended up transporting three corpses back with no luck in snatching up the courier.

*Thump* *Thump* *Thump* comes the heavy metal knocking of someone at the cargo bay door.  

Sam frowns and runs to the cockpit to check the camera while Captain Sung casts a questioning gaze Ma's way. "We expecting a delivery?"

The scarred woman shakes her head and then turns her attention to the surly mechanic as he rises from his seat at the table and heads off for the door.

"Well, the Kid better not be I some kinda trouble with the Law, or I'm trimmin' his rations some," he mumbles while eyeballing the retreating shoulders of the big man. "It don't look like there's a-bettin' chance were gonna come up with nothin' reasonably resemblin' a plan, do it, Ma?" Sung muses surly while picking at a stray splinter odd wood from the tabletop.

Shaking her head, the ship matron expresses her apologies with a sympathetic look on her mottled face.

Responding in kind, Wyatt pushes the chair out and pressing his hands against his thighs, he forces himself to his feet. "Ain't no harm done an' nothin' wasted but a couple o' hours seein' how I didn't make no mention o' this fool's errand t' the little miss at least."

Hearing the sounds of two sets of booted feet on the metal gangway leading up from the cargo bay, Wyatt falls quiet and rests himself against the table, thumbs hooked in his belt, gazing calmly upon those coming his way.

“Captain Sung.” Hewlett nods a greeting to Wyatt, “Nice to meet you. I won’t waste your time. Seems your Doctor Young has gotten herself into a situation involving a young man with injuries. Petrie Tubbs? Anyway, she is doctoring the boy in the offices of a Dr. Amber’s office in town – he was the closest doc with an operating room. She caused a bit of a stir, in the church of all places. Drew a lot of attention to herself in the process.”

"She responsible fer this Petrie Tubbs' injuries?" Gorram it! We're into the next set o' three. And how in the bloody 'Verse did we wind up gettin' mixed up with Petrie Tubbs despite it all? 

"Nope," their guest states. "Was just there when the injured man showed up and took charge of his care right quick."

"Ain't that a good thing?" Wyatt presses. Why's the very one we're lookin' t' abscond with showing up needin' Doc Stephanie's attention?

"Would be normally, but she might've bit off more'n she can chew."

Sung presses his lips tight together and raises his eyebrows, "That so?"

"Well the Governor is got the doctor’s office held tight, yes, Patience, that Governor, and your man Asher is there as well. He won’t leave her behind despite her telling him to, seems to believe she needs protecting. Might be right too, hard to say. I get the feeling people around here don’t see many people stand up to Patience and they liked the first act."

“Ok, not to be a skeptic but why are you helping him out? Whats in it for you?” Fenris could not help asking. This guy could just as well be working for Patience and this could all be a set-up.

“Asher did my crewmember a … favour last night so I wanted to return the gesture.  My man was drunk, looking for a fight and Asher could have laid him down hard, but he didn’t. Right honourable man you got there. Anything else I can do for ya?”

A firm but not so much a hostile look from Hewlett made the big mechanic nod his head in acknowledgment and relax down from his aggressive stance.

"Yeah," Wyatt turned his gaze from Fenris back to the messenger. "What was the scene like last you saw?"

“Patience has four men around the office and two within. Her and the Rev were in for awhile but left as I did looking none too happy. I get the impression your Doctor doesn’t really care who she makes friends with. Asher had made his way inside the office as I left.  One against six, I don’t like them odds but he didn’t look worried. Oh! Asher said the Doc had her ear comm in but I also heard Patience tell one of her men to block all comms.”

"You been right goodly comin' out here and I thank ya fer it." Captain Sung replies in a level tone though his insides are already spoiling for a fight. "Looks like we're makin' a trip t' town."

“Listen," Hewlett says as he is leaving. “We are on channel 1742, be here until late tonight. If you need anything, give me a call. I can’t stand by and watch a good man stand alone.”

"I appreciate it," Sung answers and leaves Wolf to walk their guest out.

"Sam!" Wyatt spins about and storms off towards his bunk. "We need t' prepare fer bear. Meet me in the cargo bay loaded an' ready, an' make certain Wolf is there too. Ma, button down the hatches. No one comes aboard Roc less it be with one o' us and were in good health."

Once in his bunk, Wyatt tears off his shirt, throws on his armor and then shrugs his shirt back on. Strapping his weapons in place, he slips into his coat and snatches his hat from the bed. Rejoining the others in the bay, he explains, "We're not lookin' get trouble—as much as I'd love t' see Patience an' her bunch no longer causin' good folk harm—but be ready for it should it find us. Follow my lead and play it Ku. If Buddha is lookin' our way, we might jus' get of this rock without makin' us the target fer every gorram bounty hunter in the bloody 'Verse."

Leading the way down the gangway into the warm open air of Whitefall, Captain Sung continues his discourse, "Here's the plan. We walk int' town peaceful-like. We're jus' gonna see t' our own. We got no reason t' believe that Patience won't allow us t' join Doc Stephanie an Asher, so that's the way we're gonna play it out. We all shiny here?"



Posted on 2018-06-04 at 22:57:37.
Edited on 2018-06-05 at 10:38:02 by Bromern Sal

   


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