Surprise, Surprise!

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Posts: 441 (02/21/06 21:12:34) HeadAdministrator The Firefly Nazi The Beans Trio DoctorSimonTam Alliance Fugitive A Man of Loyalty NadineMaxwell Pioneer's Pilot Silent Beauty Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Tags : None Outside the window of the Engine room, she could see that nightfall was beginning to harvest as she struggled relentlessly against her current problem, the metal tools sprawled out on the floor were cold with the atmosphere of the boat; the only thing that seemed to be warm enough for her was the wrench that she held in her small and girlish, yet sweaty, hand. Clangs and clanks echoed throughout the entire ship variously as she made attempts at fixing the engine, but she was meant for flying. She was not a mechanic and there was only so much that she knew for her qualifying as a mechanic. Her short hair was tussled and moved about, styled in a way that only she could pull off. She hadn't bothered to brush it this morning, she never did bother to brush it at all, but she just let it fall into place, the loose hairs flying about to the sudden bursts of wind that the engine would spurt out once everyone fifteen minutes or so. Her tall, slender frame was obviously more suited for modeling or acting, but she wasn't interested in such overrated sports as those, instead what she was doing right now had been her passion. Actually, what she was doing right now was not so much up her alley. She had registered as a flyer when she had taken up her captain's offer, she did not agree to being a mechanic. She had graduated from the best flying academy in Ariel, not an engineer academy. She meant that being a pilot, sailing with (and under, as her captain would remind her constantly) one of her closest friends, what she was doing now for a living, that was what she was hoping for all her life. Pretty much anything that gave her that chance to fly was okay by her agenda and she'd do anything to soar through the sky, even if it meant working for an Alliance cruiser. Just the fact that she was with one of her oldest friends seemed to only be a bonus in the standard. Her long, thin arms moved about as she finally sighed frustratingly and let them drop with attitude, the wrench already abandoned to the side as she slid from under the engine and stood up. She was wearing sweat pants and white socks, along with a small, black spaghetti strapped shirt, her bra straps showing. There was a glare in her chocolate brown eyes, a pout on her lips and on the right side of her nose leading down to her right cheek was a small grease smudge that she defiantly tried to wipe away only to make it worse by smearing it. She sighed hopelessly again as she reached for the towel and wiped off her extremely greasy and dirty hands. The towel, once white, was now spotted with the black color as she realized that she managed to get some stains on her clothes. She rolled her eyes at this, throwing the towel to the side and bending down again to look under the engine. She was a flyer, not a mechanic. *"That hwin dan,"* Nadine Maxwell said tiredly, standing again and pacing around the room restlessly, she was currently venting off anger that she had stored ever since the captain had left the ship. There was a pause, as if she was considering something, then shook her head disappointedly as she sat down on a nearby chair, *"Gos se."* When the ship had taken a toll on it's landing, her captain decided to go into town, seemingly not really caring about the fact that his ship had broken down. He said he was looking for a job rather happily, when really, he should be looking for a mechanic to get The Pioneer running again. She tried to tell her captain that she was no use in the engineer room, but he brushed her off and walked away from the ship, leaving her alone to deal with the problem herself. And if he came back, his ship still not running, she'd have to feel Pinner Chase's wrath and that...well, that wasn't so fun, as Nadine has had experiences with an unhappy Chase. She sighed heavily again as the feeling of hopelessness came about to her. For the past half an hour since Chase had left, Nadine had used all her knowledge to get the gorram thing to fix. But she wasn't successful and, truthfully, she was out of options now. She got up again, pacing, trying to come up with an excuse as to why she hadn't been able to fix the ship. She was never one with words and only spoke when she absolutely had to, but she knew that she couldn't get out of this mess. And she had to come up with a good plan, otherwise she might be off this ship before ever really being on it. But she was so bad at lying, it was probably best to stand up to the captain, tell him what she thought. But it was so hard to yell at Pinner, Nadine had never had to do it herself. If anything were to happen, it would probably only make the situation even worse. She stopped pacing, bending down again to look under the engine as smoke still rose from the bottom, the water was steaming and she whiffed the smoke away with a wave of her hand before bending further, turning on her back and sliding under the engine again. She grabbed a random tool from beside her and began to hit the engine slightly, her eyes glaring again as her strokes began to get harder and harder against the other metal. After five times of hitting the bottom, she dropped the tool and laid under the engine, a lost look in her eyes. She wanted to leave Ariel, her home planet. She had spent her entire life on it, she knows what it's like. She knows how Sihnon and how Osiris were like to, all three were core planets and they were all the same. She wanted something different this time. She wanted to explore the 'verse, get to know it a little better. Even get to know events that happened in the past such as the War between the Alliance and the Independents. She wanted to know the real reason as to why they rebelled and if Reavers really did exist. Okay, maybe not the part with Reavers, but she wanted to be away from civilization, she's had enough of it and she wanted something new. That was half of the reason as to why she decided to join Pinner on his conquest to wherever he's going and whatever he's trying to do. She understood from an early age that the Alliance was something that most people ran away from, even people from the Alliance and she wanted to know why they were so frightened of the government that was suppose to ensure safety. She wanted to know why the Alliance was so feared of and why people would do anything as bring their own deaths to get away from it. To do that, the only option would to get away from where she was from and when she'd finally made the decision to leave Ariel, Pinner Chase had come and asked her to be his pilot, which Nadine was more than happy to take up on. The second half of why she decided to join the ship was simply because she wanted to fly. Whenever she was flying, she felt she was invincible, that she could go anywhere in the 'verse and she knew that the 'verse was an extremely big place. She wasn't sure that she could even really travel all the planets in the black in the lifetime that she had. But she made a vow to herself that she'd try to get to all the planets she could in her lifespan and Nadine was the type of person who would not back down on a promise. Though being a crewmember of the ship might just be a job to someone, for Nadine, it was a haven. She had finally separated from her parents, the alliance, from her sophisticated life and finally settled down where she wasn't so restricted, where she wasn't so tied down. Here, she felt she had freedom. Perhaps that was what The Pioneer was, it was freedom. She had freedom to do what she wanted, as long as it was okayed by Pinner, she had freedom to go where she wanted, as long as she was okayed by Pinner, but most importantly, she was free to fly. That was what sold Nadine over to join Pinner was the mere fact that she could fly. Many a times people had said told her the story of Icarus and Daedalus, the Greek legend back on Earth That Was where a father and son were trapped in a tower. The father, Daedalus, made wings out of the candle wax so that they could escape from the window and he warned his son not to fly too close to the sun, otherwise the wings would melt. But young and naïve Icarus flew with joy and too close to the sun where his wings melted and he fell to his death in the ocean. Many a times, people thought that Nadine was Icarus and to put quite truthfully, Nadine couldn't argue with it. Nadine was so caught up in her thoughts that she jumped nearly a half a foot in the air when she had first heard the footsteps that signified her captain had returned. She got up, that hopeless, yet somewhat angry, gaze in her eyes as she moved towards the entrance to the rest of the ship. "I'm sorry, but I just can't get it to work, Cap" She cut off her sentence when she realized that her wide-striken chocolate brown eyes rested on someone other than Captain Pinner Chase. --- hwin dan - asshole gos se - crap
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Posts: 26 (02/21/06 22:40:47) The Beans Trio Liam Price Expert Engineer Fresh from the Core Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Liam stared up at The Pioneer, taking in its size. He knew it was a big ship, and it looked even bigger now that he was standing right behind it. He looked down at the card in his hand, then back up at the ship, scanning the back for the keypad that would allow him to gain entrance. He spotted it and entered the numbers found on the card, then stood back and watched as the ramp was let down onto the ground, like a draw bridge on a medieval castle on Earth That Was. He walked up the ramp and into the spacious cargo bay and suddenly felt very alone. But that feeling wouldnt last- Kara would be on board with him soon, if all went well, and Pinner, and it looked like that woman Medea would be joining them as well. He would not be alone. He let out a sigh, hit the button to close the ramp, and headed for the stairs across the bay, knowing the engine room would be in the upper levels. His boots clanked against the cold metal as he ascended the stairs, echoing through the bay, increasing the feeling of emptiness. The second set of stairs led him up and into a smaller room- a lounge area full of couches and game tables. It was much more welcoming than the cargo bay; it made him feel more at ease and less alone. Just then, a faint clank sounded through the door in front of him and nearly caused him to jump out of his skin. Surely he was imagining things. Another clank sounded. Perhaps he was not as alone as he thought. He cautiously slid open the door, but saw no one in the room. It contained a spiral stair case, many storage closets, and a door. Another clank sounded, louder this time. He knew the engine room was on the other side of the door. Perhaps it was in such a state of disarray that it was literally falling apart. Liam knew that was highly unlikely. Someone had to be in the engine room. But who could it be? Pinner hadnt mentioned anyonebut then, Liam did leave in a hurry- he hadnt wanted to get mixed up in the business side of the operation. Another loud clank sounded and Liam decided it was time to see just who was on the other side of that door, and what exactly that person was doing. He quietly slid open the door and stepped inside. The familiar smell of engine oil invaded his senses and instantly put him at ease as he scanned the room for signs of life. His eyes fell on a pair of petite legs, most likely belonging to a woman, sticking out from under the engine and he froze, becoming tense once again. Was she supposed to be here? Was she trying to fix the engine or was sabotage her intent? He was about to announce himself when she got up out from under the engine- she must have heard him- and he was momentarily taken aback. The woman was a picture of beauty. Her short hair tousled, clad only in sweat pants and a tank top, grease stains across her face and clothes did nothing to hide how radiant she was. And she hadnt even looked at up at him yet. "I'm sorry, but I just can't get it to work, Cap" She cut herself off as her eyes finally rested on Liam. But those few words spoke worlds of information to Liam. First, it told her she was trying to fix the ship, which was good. Second, shed thought he was the Captain, which meant that she was probably also employed by Pinner, which was also good. Obviously, she wasnt there to sabotage or any other menacing reason. Liam finally recovered the use of his voice and with a nervous smile, he began to speak. Eryes- Im not the Captain. I, uh, my name is Liam Price- Im an engineer. Chase wanted me to tell him what was wrong with his ship before he hired me on for good. Hedidnt mention that anyone else was on board Liam trailed off, not feeling quite comfortable enough to ask who she was- obviously, she belonged on this ship more than he did at this point. He felt out of place again, which was odd. Engines were his specialty. He knew them inside and out- usually the thought of engine work put him at ease. But he was feeling entirely too clean in his blue button down shirt, black pants, and shiny boots and the unexpected, albeit beautiful, woman put him on edge a little.
Fade to Nothing	Re: Surprise, Surprise!	#2	[-]
Posts: 441 (02/23/06 08:22:00) HeadAdministrator The Firefly Nazi The Beans Trio DoctorSimonTam Alliance Fugitive A Man of Loyalty NadineMaxwell Pioneer's Pilot Silent Beauty Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	A man stood in front of her, an obvious gaze of shock on his face when he saw her. She shifted uncomfortably when she realized that he wasn't her captain; she's known Pinner for almost all her life, she had no reason to be so self-conscience around her captain. But whenever she met someone new, she wasn't so outgoing. By natural she was shy and quiet on impulse, but if she's around someone she knew, then she was a little more outgoing, a little more fun to be around with. But around someone she wasn't used to, she's closed up; she's a stuttering fool. Automatically upon realizing there was a new face inside the engine room, she made a conscience move to smooth her short, bobcut hair in a lame attempt to control the messy black mop on her scalp and flattened her dirty sweats and small shirt from the wrinkles that made their way when she was trying to fix the engine. Upon looking down, she realized that her once clean, very white socks were not spotted with black from the ground, as she didn't take the chance to put on shoes. Consciously, she lifted a leg to pull down her sweat in attempt to hide her dirty socks but her pants wouldn't go down far enough before she was forced to give up. She made a quick movement to keep her bra straps from being viewable towards the stranger, but then realized and remembered that she was wearing spaghetti straps. She gave a glare, not really giving it to the man, but to her captain, who still failed to grace her and this man with his presence. She gave a small, weak and half-hearted smile towards the man, who still didn't speak, in hopes that he might take the hint it was his cue. She was never that good at speaking in front of people and she made sure to take a profession where she really didn't have to. Piloting had been right up that alley where she didn't really have to speak and it was fortunate that she found a job with someone she knew, even someone she knew very well. Job interviews were a definite weak point for her, which is why she refused to submit applications or try to get a job when she was still in school. That was the benefit of being from Ariel, the benefit of being filthy rich and from a wealthy family, she was able to live off the bank account her parents made for her when she was younger, the bank account that had half a million dollars put in every two years. By the time she was in the flying academy and moved out of her parents' house, she had managed to live off the four and a half million dollars that her parents had saved for her. In fact, she could have lived off that same money without a job for probably another year before she decided to board The Pioneer. But she wanted out of Ariel as soon as she could, she still had access to her money from any Core Planet bank, but she found that she wasn't really in need of the remaining money anymore. "Eryes- Im not the Captain. I, uh, my name is Liam Price- Im an engineer. Chase wanted me to tell him what was wrong with his ship before he hired me on for good. Hedidnt mention that anyone else was on board" The man had finally spoken, seemingly regained his composure and speaking freely to Nadine Maxwell. Now that Nadine had finished trying to make herself look a little more presenting to the man's eye (but from the way he was looking at her, which Nadine had now noticed, she might have not really needed to do that), she took the man standing in front of her in. He was good looking, had a tall structure, somewhat seemingly proud of something. She half expected and hoped that whatever his ego can fly on would be his knowledge on machines, in this particular case, the engine. But despite his proud nature (which Nadine did like in a man), he seemed to be agitated and not used to being around people. He was shy, no doubt about that, but he was willing to put himself out there. That was what really made Nadine like him, the fact that he had the courage to step forward. That was something that Nadine happened to lack. He also had a good heart, especially from the smile that he managed to give her when he spoke to her. He was also selfless, you can tell that immediately with the way that he carried himself. Already within a few seconds of meeting each other, Nadine suspected that the two would get along. She thought of how nice it would be to have someone of such calmness and tranquility onboard and she blinked when she realized she thought of it before knowing that she did. It took a moment before she remembered that she was being spoken to when she bent her head in embarrassment and nodding, more to herself than to Liam Price. She sighed deeply, not heavily, as she wiped her hands and willed her feet to move forward as she stuck out her hand. "I..I see," she said, slightly scratching her head, not knowing if it was because of an inch or her slight confusion; she was doing her best to put a smile before Liam to try to be more welcoming to him, "Well, um...my," she took a big gulp of air before she continued on, it was so obvious that she was nervous and it wasn't looking from her angle, "My name is Nadine, uh...Max...Maxwell. I'm, uh...I am the pilot of The, uh...The Pioneer. If...If you could fix her, I'dwe'd all be grateful," she said, indicating herself, the ship as well as her captain with a gesture of her hand, eyes and head. She scowled to herself when her thoughts returned to Chase. That glorious captain of hers seemed to fail to tell Nadine that he was actually going to look for someone to fix the ship. Instead, he seemed to think it was a lot more fun to just hang Nadine in the dark and have her work on the ship, when she was not a mechanic. She shook her head and sighed heavily this time, making sure to let Liam know that her attitude wasn't directed at him. She gave the other man another subtle, yet powerful, smile before she moved aside to let him pass. She thought how awkward this would be, normally, if she were sensible enough, she'd kick the man off the board because she didn't know him. Pinner wasn't here to verify his claim, so she couldn't trust his words. At least, that's what she liked to think. She likes to think that she's tough and will fight a battle, but more than likely, she'll back down, and just let whoever is challenging her to ride over her. She didn't like that about herself, but she had learned to live with it. And so, she let the man walk around the boat, and if Pinner had come in to find the man in the boat without his permission but hers...well, let's jus say Nadine wouldn't be seeing the light of day anytime soon. She bent down quickly, rearranging the scattered tools in an organized fashion, trying to clean up a little before standing straight up and addressing the man again, "Um...everything we have is, uh...right there. But...if you need anything, you know...like a tool...or something, just, you know...tell me."
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Posts: 26 (02/23/06 09:53:02) The Beans Trio Liam Price Expert Engineer Fresh from the Core Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Liam gripped her offered hand firmly and shook it briefly while she introduced herself, stumbling over her words. He offered her a strong smile as he realized how nervous she was at his appearance on the ship. She reminded him of how he used to be- he was once terribly awkward around new people, unable to find the right words or do the right thing. Jocelyn had helped him a lot in that area; had helped him learn to relax around other people and just be himself. After her death, hed had a social relapse- going back to the way he was before he knew her. His brother, Neil, had finally convinced him that Jocelyn wouldnt have been too pleased with the way he was acting, shutting himself off from everyone, from his daughterHe opened himself up again and finally started to heal, to move on from his wifes death and realize that life was still worth living, could still be good. Hed still occasionally revert back to his old way of thinking- years of trying to please his parents and live up to unrealistic expectations had conditioned him negatively, and that conditioning was hard to erase. To him, leaving the core was the final step towards his new life; finally leaving the oppressive society of the core and blazing on towards the future. He didnt want Kara raised the same way he was. He would not stand for it. He wanted her to be free to be herself and to love life and live it to the fullest, and if that meant going out and living in the black and on rim worlds, so be it. Jian dao ni hen gao xing, Nadine, Liam responded to her introduction. Im fairly certain I know whats wrong with your ship- I saw her landing sequence- a backfire like that usually means shes got a bad air to fuel ratio which probably means youve got a bad fuel pump Liam rambled. He could go on and on about engines- he found them fascinating. Unfortunately for him, most people were less than interested and had no idea what he was talking about most of the time. He didnt let that bother him, though, and was just happy if someone would listen. He stepped past Nadine and looked up at the upper level of the engine room, where the fuel tanks protruded from both the left and right wall. "Um...everything we have is, uh...right there. But...if you need anything, you know...like a tool...or something, just, you know...tell me." Liam brought his gaze back down to settle on Nadine and smiled. Right. Okay- Im going to need a monkey wrench and a screwdriverUnless youve got an electric power tool with a changeable head- thatd make the job go faster, Liam said as he undid the buttons on his cuffs and rolled up his sleeves. Well have to do our work up there, he said, pointing up with his right index finger towards the catwalks above them, because the fuel pumps are actually housed inside the tanks- theyre more effective that way. He was rambling again, and he stopped when he realized hed just sort of assumed that Nadine was going to assist him. He decided that he should probably ask, That is, if you want to help youI understand if youd rather not, he offered with a smile. He still intending on doing to brunt of the work, but it would be nice to have an extra set of hands. ((Jian dao ni hen gao xing = Glad to meet you))
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Posts: 441 (02/23/06 22:50:08) HeadAdministrator The Firefly Nazi The Beans Trio DoctorSimonTam Alliance Fugitive A Man of Loyalty NadineMaxwell Pioneer's Pilot Silent Beauty Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	"Jian dao ni hen gao xing, Nadine. I'm fairly certain I know what's wrong with your ship - I saw her landing sequence - a backfire like that usually means shes got a bad air to fuel ratio which probably means you've got a bad fuel pump..." Nadine Maxwell's gaze followed his finger when he pointed up as she released his hand from her grasp, of which he took hold of when she offered it to him earlier in their introductions. She nodded, showing him that she was alright with having to work in high places, as she's never been afraid of being in high places ever since she was little kid. She was never bound to stay on the rocks or stay on ground, she was meant to be a flyer, she was born to be a flyer. And flying was the most important thing to her and she'd do anything to do it, she'd do anything to keep doing it. If she was afraid of such heights as these minor things, she really had no place in being a pilot, had no place in loving to fly. But she was born with having no fear of height, guess she was lucky in that sense, she could be at the edge of a cliff, even a gust of wind would blow her over the tight edge and she wouldn't be scared at all, perhaps the only thing that she's really comfortable with. She'd be enjoying it, because she thought she was flying, that she was soaring. Maybe that was stupid to people, but she knew, that if she encountered another pilot who loved flying as much as she did, they'd probably agree with her. Flyers always wanted to keep flying and there wasn't anything that would keep them on the ground for long...and all flyers were just about the same. The first thing that Nadine liked about Liam Price was his ability to communicate with people. He seemed to be able to talk to people, wasn't afraid to show his feelings and was honest, even in the strictest sense. He talked to people and he seemed to like to talking to people. It was obvious that this man was easily likeable, as the moment he heard Nadine stammer and stumble, he gave her an encouraging smile, a glint in his eyes that told her it didn't really matter to him. He seemed to know exactly what to say at the exact right time too, a good quality to have, and Nadine admired it, as she didn't much have the quality herself. He comforted her, giving her that firm and gentle smile, and he eyes gave him a good vibe. Anybody would like this man upon first glance, his face alone seemed to radiate with comfort and hospitality. He looked wise as well, as if he's been around the block once or twice and he wasn't afraid to tell people advice, wasn't afraid to spread a little wisdom and definitely not afraid to show he cared. Nadine also admired him at that too, she's been around the block, but she doesnt have the courage to speak up. Doesn't have the will to do so either, that was a major flaw that she saw in herself. She tries the best she could to correct it, but this is the way she was born. She can't change it no matter how much she tried. The second thing that Nadine immediately liked about the Engineer was his caring and kindness. He actually seemed to care about people upon meeting them and was kind to them, no matter their reputation or gossip. He seemed to give them the benefit of the doubt, didn't start hating them until they did something wrong to him. Another good quality that Nadine might have lacked...she was never comfortable with meeting new people in the first place, but was even more so bad when meeting someone who had a reputation of not being so compelling. The third thing that Nadine found so fascinating was, of course, his knowledge of machines. She'd never been actually interested in machinery, let alone what they are, how their worked, or how to fix them, but she knew that it was necessary to be able to get the basics, as she's a pilot, if a ship broke down, she ought to know how to power it back up if she had too. Mechanics' knowledge of machinery were widespread and dealt with everything, in school, Nadine learned that being a pilot, she hadn't needed to know how to operate machines. But it was recommended that she knew at least something. But she brushed off that fact and instead focused all her attention on what she loved, flying. Truth be told, it seemed to come back and haunt her. She hopes that, if Liam could spare the time, he could teach her a little something about engineering, in particular, engineering in The Pioneer. It would be a bonus for her and it wouldn't do any harm to anything else. "Right. Okay - Im going to need a monkey wrench and a screwdriver...Unless you've got an electric power tool with a changeable head - that'd make the job go faster. We'll have to do our work up there because the fuel pumps are actually housed inside the tanks - they're more effective that way. That is, if you want to help you...I understand if youd rather not." Nadine snapped from her thoughts about her views of the engineer expert when he spoke to her, his voice smoothing, yet rough and scratchy. She slightly blushed to the fact that she had drifted off in her own silence when she should be paying close attention, especially since she figured that she could learn a thing or two, not only about machines in general, but about The Pioneer and about him as well. With enthusiasm, she nodded, accepting his proposal of her wanting to help. She may not talk much, but she wasn't mean enough to refuse to help him, especially when he was doing this out of his own kindness...for The Pioneer wasn't his ship. At this thought, Nadine really hoped that Pinner was paying Liam for his troubles, she hopes that Pinner wasn't trying to rip off the man and although she didn't like to admit it, she had to be honest in saying that Liam did seem kind of gullible...fall for anything and everything. But then...at times, so was she. She did think it was kinda clear that she was open for assistance with her telling him that she'd get him anything he needed in order to fix the engine, but she had no problem at all clarifying that she wanted to help. After all, The Pioneer was going to be her home for the next few or more years and she had to try her best to take care of the metal pieces so that they wouldn't fall apart in the corner of no and where. She went down back to the engine room and grabbed all the tools, including a monkey wrench and a screwdriver as she tossed the towel over her shoulder as well, in case if it was needed at all. Honestly, Nadine had a vague idea of what a tool with a changable head was, but since she didn't want to look stupid, as she could be wrong, and since it was unlikely that something like that was onboard, she thought it'd be best if she just nodded, pretended she understood and went to get the alternatives, which was something that actually she did know. She came back in a huff, making herself hurry so that, first, the ship could be done faster and therefore Pinner wouldn't be so angry when he got back (if he ever came back), but also because she didn't want to make her guest wait. That was, of course, if he was a guest. It could be that Pinner had finally found someone who was willing to come with us, Liam seemed to understand what he was doing, he seemed to understand The Pioneer, if he didn't have a reason for staying, then there really wasn't a reason for Pinner to turn him down if Liam asked to go with them. Nadine, for one, would be all for it...she did like Liam enough to become friends with him and she was hoping that she would. When she returned, she dumped the tools on the ground, spreading them out, trying to sort them in a particular matter when she grabbed the monkey wrench and screwdriver, then handed them to Liam, as the two people fell into a moment of silence. She tried to work up the courage to speak about something, talk about anything, but her mind went blank whenever she tried to think of something to say. Frowning slightly, she watched as Liam went to work and hoped, dearly, that he'd strike up a conversation so that Nadine could try to respond and try to be a little more comfortable around him, she didn't much like being so agitated and nervous around the friendly man. If Liam asked to go along with them, and Pinner refused, then Nadine was going to step in...or at least, she'd try to step in. Because, believe it or not, she wanted Liam Price onboard the ship...she felt he could really do some good for the sailing boat.
Engineer	Re: Surprise, Surprise!	#5	[-]
Posts: 26 (02/25/06 12:59:14) The Beans Trio Liam Price Expert Engineer Fresh from the Core Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Liams smile grew wider when Nadine agreed to help with a nod. Great! he replied enthusiastically. He watched Nadine shift through the pile of tools on the ground, searching for the right ones. He felt somewhat awkward just standing there watching her, but he would have just been in the way if he had tried to help her look. She stood up and handed him the tools hed asked for, but he couldnt bring himself to stop staring at her- she was so beautiful; exquisite reallyHe blinked rapidly and gave a slight shake of his head to bring himself back to reality. Xie xie, he finally said, breaking the somewhat uncomfortable silence that had begun to permeate the room. Rightsoup. He was having a hard time finding coherent, let alone intelligent, things to say at the moment. Itd had been quite a while since hed had any meaningful interaction with a woman that wasnt related to him, let alone gorgeous, and he was having a bit of a hard time of it. Liam walked over to the ladder and started climbing, the tools in his hands giving a dull clank every time he grabbed the next rung. He stepped off on to the catwalk and walked over to the tank closest to the ladder and waited for Nadine to join him. When she got up, he launched into more engine talk- something he was always comfortable talking about to anyone or anything. This tank right here, he began, patting the top of the metal tank with his right hand, is the tank that holds the fuel this ship uses while its in atmo. Also, its actually two tanks. Theres a divider right in the middle here, he said while pointing, that keeps the one separate from the other. Having two smaller tanks instead of one big one helps to utilize the fuel more efficiently. So, two tanks mean two fuel pumps. But we dont know which fuel pump is giving us problems, so were going open up both these access panels here, Liam pointed again, and see if we can find any evidence of corrosion just on the inside. If you dont mind, you can take out the screws after I get these nuts off, he handed her the screwdriver, and itll all go a bit faster. He started working with the wrench to get off the nuts on the first access panel. Now, there shouldnt be all too much fuel in here since you just landed, but it still has a powerful smell that can leave a person light headed or dizzy, he put the first nut in his pocket, so dont breathe too deep once we get these panels off unless you want to make fast friends with the floor, he pocketed the second nut. Also, some people find that the fuel doesnt agree too much with their skin. It doesnt bother me at all, but you might want to be careful, just in case. He put the final few nuts in his pocket and moved aside, Alright, this ones ready for the screws to come out- they should be pretty loose now that the nuts are off- just a couple of turns and then you can just yank them right out. He moved to the second access panel and started working. Not wanting to have another moment of uneasy silence, he asked Nadine a question, So, have you known Chase very long? ((Xie xie= Thank you))
Fade to Nothing	Re: Surprise, Surprise!	#6	[-]
Posts: 441 (02/27/06 21:39:03) HeadAdministrator The Firefly Nazi The Beans Trio DoctorSimonTam Alliance Fugitive A Man of Loyalty NadineMaxwell Pioneer's Pilot Silent Beauty Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	"This tank right here, is the tank that holds the fuel this ship uses while its in atmo. Also, its actually two tanks. Theres a divider right in the middle here, that keeps the one separate from the other. Having two smaller tanks instead of one big one helps to utilize the fuel more efficiently. So, two tanks mean two fuel pumps. But we dont know which fuel pump is giving us problems, so were going open up both these access panels here, and see if we can find any evidence of corrosion just on the inside. If you dont mind, you can take out the screws after I get these nuts off, and itll all go a bit faster. Now, there shouldnt be all too much fuel in here since you just landed, but it still has a powerful smell that can leave a person light headed or dizzy, so dont breathe too deep once we get these panels off unless you want to make fast friends with the floor. Also, some people find that the fuel doesnt agree too much with their skin. It doesnt bother me at all, but you might want to be careful, just in case. Alright, this ones ready for the screws to come out- they should be pretty loose now that the nuts are off- just a couple of turns and then you can just yank them right out." She listened intently to Liam Price as he explained to her what was wrong with the ship and what he was going to do in order to fix it as she took hold of the screws and began to unscrew them quickly. Although she usually became bored with the ideas of engineer, she found that listening to Liam was not boring at all. He had such a soothing voice that she felt she could just fall asleep like someone singing to a baby to calm it. He gave her such warmth and openness that she was almost forced to be more relaxed around him. He had such a nice smile, too. She found herself more and more comfortable around the engineer, who seemed to disregard the fact that she was stammering at their introductions. Liam Price was a good person, and he would do well with being on the ship. She gave a slight smile, as she made sure to pay close attention to what he was saying, he seemed so focused on the ship, it was almost as if he might have forgotten that she was there. Not that it mattered, as she didn't really mind at all. Everything that he said was something that she'd never even heard of before, but...when he told her, she seemed to understand every word and every sentence he was saying. It almost made her want to study engineering a little. Almost. "So, have you known Chase very long?" Nadine Maxwell smiled again slight as she gave a heave of her breath and prepared to answer. Pinner Chase had been one of Nadine's best friends and she's known the man for almost all her life. *"Shi,"* she said nodding, moving to get a better view of what Liam was doing, "I've known him almost all my life. We've been friends since we were little." She found it somewhat surprising at how Liam was able to get her to talk without stammering like an idiot. Whenever meeting someone new, Nadine always made a fool of herself for stammering when speaking to someone. Eventually that someone would just walk away and leave Nadine to fume at herself for making such an idiot of her own self. But Liam had a special something from him that allowed Nadine to talk comfortably to him, she didn't seem nervous, she didn't stammer, she even felt like she's known Liam for more than just ten minutes of their meeting. Granted, she didn't speak much as she might have ended the conversation if Liam didn't press on about details to her knowing the Captain, but she felt a little more liking to the man now that she realized she could speak to him without making herself look like an idiot. And that, as always, was quite a feeling to have. She liked that Liam was willing to talk and willing to give Nadine a chance to show her real self. Pinner was another person who seemed to understand how shy Nadine was and was willing to have the patience for her to feel comfortable around the man. She had a feeling that Liam and she would become fast friends if they weren't already. She cleared his throat after a moment of silence and spoke the first thing that came her to head about Pinner, "He's a good guy. He might be a little...iffy, but he's a good guy." She groaned when she said it, the first thing she didn't want to was to make Pinner as a bad guy upon first meeting. That might just drive Liam away from joining the crew and not only that, had she honestly, really said iffy? --- Shi - yes or affirmative ((omg, that was way short. Oh well, I'll be longer next time. I'm running out of time.))
Engineer	Re: Surprise, Surprise!	#7	[-]
Posts: 26 (02/28/06 14:02:18) The Beans Trio Liam Price Expert Engineer Fresh from the Core Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Liam listened to Nadine as she spoke about Pinner, taking the final nuts off the second access panel. Iffy? Liam asked with a chuckle, one eyebrow raised. I only meet him briefly- he seemed lao jian ju huabut not necessarily badI...Wo li tu bu yi mao qu ren, he said with a half-smile as he walked back over to Nadine. He came up along side her and saw that she had finished with the screws. Xie xie, he told her for her work and lifted up the access panel. The smell of the kerosene-based fuel assaulted his nose and he rubbed it briefly on his sleeve, trying to rid himself of the slightly ticklish sensation it left. Sorry about the smell, he apologized to Nadine, really cant do much about it he turned his attention back to the fuel tank and leaned his head down level with the edge of the access panel. Aiyalooks like we found our problem. Theres some major corrosion in this tank- HUM bugs probably got into it while it was sitting out on the lot waiting to be purchasedtheyre probably dead now- theres pretty a strong biocidal additive in the fuel. But the damage is doneit most likely caused some stress cracking on some of the vanes on the pump, finally breaking them... Liam straightened up and looked at Nadine, Well have to transfer this fuel to the other tank so were not swimming in it when we take out the pump. He closed the access panel. Dont worry about putting those screws back in- thatd just take up timeIll make sure its not transferring at full power and we wont have to worry about it being all sealed up tight. He walked to the wall at the end of the catwalk and opened up the control panel. After he entered a few command sequences the fuel pumps within the tanks hummed to life and began transferring the fuel from the left tank to the right. Liam walked back to Nadine and stood beside her. It should only take a couple of minutes- itll stop automatically when its done, he said as leaned his back against the fuel tank, absent-mindedly wiping the grease from his hands onto the front of his shirt. I havent done this much practical work since University, he told Nadine with a smile, remembering his first internship. Ive been doing mostly design work up until nowbut I bet I could still take this engine apart and put it back together with my eyes closed- its like riding a bike- Ill probably never forget how. Liam leaned his head back against the tank and let out a contented sigh. He was rambling again, he knew, but he could hardly help himself. He loved engines and how they worked- it made more sense to him than a lot of things in life did. He bet Nadine had similar feelings about flying, but he didnt want to press her. She seemed shy and reserved, and he didnt want to push her too hard for fear she might clam up, and he was enjoying her company. He knew shed speak when she wanted to, and in the meantime he was content to wait. ---- lao jian ju hua = crafty; street smart Wo li tu bu yi mao qu ren. = I try hard not to judge people by appearance. Xie xie = Thanks. Aiya = Oh my.
Medea Von Grimoire	Re: Surprise, Surprise!	#8	[-]
Posts: 33 (03/02/06 16:52:41) The Beans Trio Medea Von Grimoire Mercenary for thePioneer Can't gorram trust her April 2006 FC Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	After pushing past the captain and the little asian tart, she'd stomped onboard and immediately worked her way through the hold, heading toward the nose of the ship.. to the place that would tell her the most about the boat. It, so far, was far bigger than anything she'd ever flown herself, muchless sailed on. And so far, she'd seen naught but a skeleton crew.. which meant lots of space... and little excuse to be bothered. A cursory glance upward showed the frameworks of catwalks above, stairs disappearing into the bay's roof. Engines, she supposed, would reside up there, judging by the exterior of the ship. Ajacent to the bay, a med-unit, and what looked like a little office on the opposite side. Her boots rang out on the steel flooring, and as she prgressed further into the ship, she rested the heels of her palms on the worn grips of her hip-holstered guns. No need to be surprised in some dark corridor before she was familiar with it, by who or whatever else could be residing on this ship. The pretty-boy mech was already onboard, not that she expected such an attack from him. He might be able to swing a wrnech at her, but she'd hear him squeaking in his fancy new boots a mile away if he were to try and jump her. Cautious and slowly, she made her way further, after stepping lightly through the spacious mess hall and glancing into the kitchen to verify no one hid there, easing further inward into what looked like a lounge. Perusing the furniture and lockers with a dim little smirk on her lips, she shook her head. It had obviously been converted, but had Chase done it, renovated the passage to the ship's bridge for his own comfort as the singular pilot, or had it been that way when he purchased it? It was so like a man, she chuckled to herself, as she continued forward to push open the doors to the bridge, to assume control and not relenquish it even if a better flyer could be found. Stepping through onto the empty bridge, her black eyes scanned the three chairs, before dropping into the worn one on the left after pulling her gun from her back and propping it on the center chair. Studying the comm panel and displays, she leaned forward, one hand braced on the unit as she shifted a bit in the seat. Her foot caught something under the panel, sending whatever it was skidding away. She frowned, and leaned back, looking under to see what it had been. Her frown deepened, as she bent over, swiftly, to retrieve the object, and hold it up into the weak light filtering in through the dirty view-windows. One raven brow arched, perplexity evident upon her features, as she whispered four words, "What in ruttin' hell?" The object in her hands, a size six Blue Sun sandal. A woman's size six. Either the captain had very small feet and liked to wear women's clothing, or there was another woman on board, and she liked to frequent the pilot's chair. Now, this wouldn't do. Wouldn't do at all. Ain't afraid a nuthin'
Fade to Nothing	Re: Surprise, Surprise!	#9	[-]
Posts: 441 (03/04/06 15:53:16) HeadAdministrator The Firefly Nazi The Beans Trio DoctorSimonTam Alliance Fugitive A Man of Loyalty NadineMaxwell Pioneer's Pilot Silent Beauty Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Nadine Maxwell was listening carefully, or at least, she was trying to listen carefully to the engineer as he explained the problem. As much as she was interested, as much as she wanted to know, and as much as she listened carefully, the poor man completely lost her around the middle of his diagnoses. Somewhere around major corrosion in this tank- HUM bugs of which she had no idea what he was talking about. She felt bad, as Liam was being nice and kind, and she was just too stupid or shy in order to return the favors that he was granting her. But as she listened, (and to be honest, half-heartedly) she glanced outside the window to see that nightfall had officially finished its routine. It was pitch dark outside and Nadine slightly shuddered at the thought of darkness. As much as she loved flying and as much as she love being enveloped in the stars, the black nothingness was what scared her. It might have been the only real thing that would scare her. It should only take a couple of minutes- itll stop automatically when its done. I havent done this much practical work since University. Ive been doing mostly design work up until nowbut I bet I could still take this engine apart and put it back together with my eyes closed- its like riding a bike- Ill probably never forget how. She returned to the mechanic and decided that shed focus all her attention on what the man was saying. It was really rude of her to wander off in her thoughts, especially when he was helping the ship in getting it to work again. She nodded, thinking she had the same feeling whenever she was flying. No matter how much she had a concussion or how much someone tried to drill it out of her, flying would always be something to her and shed never be able to forget how to do it. Never forget why she did it. Flying had become something that she would always know without even thinking about it, something that she would take to her grave, something that shed never forget. Her thoughts were interrupted by the faint, very faint, sound of heavy combat boot footsteps. She frowned, had Pinner told someone else about the ship? Or maybe it was the captain himself? She cleared her throat importantly and turned back to Liam, Im sorry, Liam. I have to take care of something. Please, continue fixing the ship. Ill be right back. And with that she left with a quick brisk of her footsteps. She made sure to be quiet, as anyone could really enter the ship when it was landlocked like this. The footsteps were light and quick, it was almost impossible to track down whoever was roaming the place. But from the sounds of it, as she her intelligence level had always enabled her to do things that most normal people couldnt, it sounded as if the footsteps were coming from the captain lounge and looked as if it were slinking towards the bridge. She frowned slightly, not liking the idea of anyone in her bridge without her express permission, unless if it were the captain. And that, was nearly impossible since that the Captain just happened to hate flying. And so, she practically ran towards the bridge to find a woman sitting in her chair. She immediately fumed, Excuse me. Um...can I ask what you are doing here?
Eve Hu	Re: Surprise, Surprise!	#10	[-]
Posts: 24 (03/05/06 14:44:07) Eve Hu Chameleon-1 Mistress of Disguise March 2006 FC Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	The Pioneer loomed over Eve's small form in the cool evening air. She had seen this make before, though never modified for cargo transport. Not that this seemed to be modified, but she anticipated it would have to be in the near future if the man intended to continue in such a business. A lot of the better known crooks wouldn't deal with a man in an Alliance boat, no matter how rusted it was. Without having to look she punched in the code Chase had given her and waited as the doors opened, scanning the outside of the ship for anything suspicious. Part of that was her job, something Badger expected her to do before every offworld run with strangers. The other part was curiosity. She wondered, as she stepped onto the ship, whether this was the kind of place she could stand to stay for a while, if it was an option. Not that she was thinking along those lines quite yet, but she'd never lived on a ship before and something she'd noticed about many of Badger's lesser contacts was that they made their homes in the air. Mayhaps that was something she needed to consider, possibly in the near future. The doors opened slowly to reveal the big open space of the cargo bay. It was sparsely furnished with a few crates and some equipment that beared closer scrutiny before its use could be determined. From the looks of things, either Chase's crew wasn't so big, or they were all slobs. She wasn't unused to the unkempt, so that wouldn't be a problem. Allowing the doors to close behind her, she moved further into the bay. Not wanting to have to carry her bag around the entire ship while she checked it, but not trusting anyone enough to leave it in the open, Eve opened one of the crates and placed both bags inside. She'd recognized the make of the ship from the outside and decided to start in the shuttle. A smart smuggler on a shp this size and design would hide anything he wanted to keep from prying eyes in the engine room of the shuttle atop the vessel. It was a part of the ship that got the least amount of use, was hardest to get to without warning someone first, and had lots of storage space beneath the catwalks. Of course you risked burning your cargo if the engine ran too hot, but there was even precautions that could be taken against that kind of thing. Not knowing the specific layout of this model, Eve figured it'd probably be best to move up, being that the shuttle rested atop the ship. Before she could begin climbing the stairs to the catwalks, Eve heard the quick footfalls of someone in a hurry coming down them. Caution before curiosity, Eve slipped into the shadows behind one of the empty crates, watching through the uneven planks that made it. A petite woman, perhaps just a bit smaller than Eve herself, came scampering down the stairs, making no effort to hide her movement. She, whoever she was, obviously belonged on the ship. Checking behind her, Eve followed the girl silently. She remained a few feet behind her as they moved through the mess hall and some sort of lounge area. She stopped just outside the door to the bridge, pressing herself against the wall and peeking in, undetected as far as she knew. Her eyes narrowed slightly when she caught sight of Medea, especially since the woman who obviously belonged there had been unaware of the others presence. Normally Eve might have left the two women to their business and proceeded with her own, but she knew how hostile Medea could be and hadn't seen any weapons carried by the smaller lady. Keeping herself out of sight, but ready to defend the girl should anything happen, Eve listened to their exchange while she tried to come up with an explanation of her own.
Medea Von Grimoire	Re: Surprise, Surprise!	#11	[-]
Posts: 33 (03/07/06 11:25:15) The Beans Trio Medea Von Grimoire Mercenary for thePioneer Can't gorram trust her April 2006 FC Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Footsteps approaching.. pattering like they were bare upon the terra-steel forming the walkways. Muffled upon the carpeting in the lounge. In a fluid move, she reached behind her to snag her gun from the center chair as she swiveled in the left chair, all long limbs and hard angles, the sandal held aloft by one finger, to meet the source. A breathless, slight little girl skidded to a halt, fingers clutching at the bay doors as she panted, Excuse me. Um...can I ask what you are doing here? Medea afforded her one quick go-over, taking in the slender frame and the round features, the silky dark hair cut short (which looked recently washed... she couldn't remember the last time she'd washed her own matted tresses) and the undeniably cutely pert nose. She was gonna lose her lunch, just lookin at the girl. Her mouth twitched in faint amusement, before she turned away, pivoting in the chair back around to the control console. "You're excused." She fell silent, effectively ignoring the little tart clinging to the doorway as she resumed perusing the flight controls, flicking toggles to study the displays when lighted up, and scanning through the flight recorder to divulge the history of this behemoth. The captain had not offered her the position as pilot. But she still needed to know the basic techniches incase she was called upon... she told herself. And the captain's doxy breathing down her neck didn't bother her a bit. Tossing the sandal over her shoulder in the girl's general direction, she replied, "And, no." She wasn't going to let the captain's concubine hinder her presence on this ship, and certainly wasn't going to answer to her, either. She took orders from one person. And he was currently off-ship. It wasn't her fault Chase had neglected to keep his whore in his room. Really.. allowing her to roam the ship... who knew what mayhem she could cause. This would also have to be discussed with Chase. Maybe the girl could be of use, as long as she stayed out of the way. Cooking.. cleaning... that sort of thing. Laying her gun over her lap, her fingers ran over the panel with an ease and dexterity that spoke of confidence and agility, effectively dismissing the girl with her last words, while in fact she was keeping half an eye on the reflection bouncing back to her off the angled pane before her. A slight smirk pulled at her lips, able to make out the disgrunted expression and body language of the girl. Stupid little twang... Medea already hated the sight of her. Too pretty.. and far too young. If she'd been a woman of moral character, she'd have had words with Chase for taking on a concubine so young. But, luckily... she wasn't. Ain't afraid a nuthin'
Fade to Nothing	Re: Surprise, Surprise!	#12	[-]
Posts: 441 (03/10/06 08:14:45) HeadAdministrator The Firefly Nazi The Beans Trio DoctorSimonTam Alliance Fugitive A Man of Loyalty NadineMaxwell Pioneer's Pilot Silent Beauty Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	She just realized that the woman in front of her was carrying a gun. And she immediately panicked; the aura that the woman carried honestly scared her. The woman obviously liked to fight, and she was completely in a different direction than fighting. She stepped back a little, obviously surprised by the magnitude that this woman carried and she was constantly eyeing the gun that sat quite comfortably in the woman's arm. She cleared her throat uncomfortably, as she stood tall, almost wishing herself to be a bit braver than she was with Liam and confident that she could take this woman if they got into a fight. But she was unarmed and there were no weapons of any kind in the bridge...she was a sitting duck. "You're excused. And, no." She was, of course, immediately offended by the woman's tone. And it was more than obvious and the woman and her would not be able to get along...and she really, really hoped that Chase hadn't let her onboard. But the fact that she could get on, it was obvious he'd given her and Liam both the code that gained entrance to the ship. She had no argument except that she didn't like anyone sitting in her chair. She was the pilot of this ship, and only the pilot can sit in the pilot chair...she has grown protective of her area and was not about to give it to some random woman who was rude and looked as if she'd fire that gun she was carrying if she got ticked off at even the slightest. She cleared her throat, stepping forward with a little (though not much) power as she took a deep breath, hoping to whichever god is real out there that she'd be able to get out of this alive and without the woman rampaging through the ship, acting lunatic and shooting at every little thing that creaked, especially since this ship creaked whenever someone moved and whenever it felt like creaking. While gathering enough courage to retort to the woman, for she had none at this moment in time, Nadine Maxwell scrutinized the woman with frequent glances. She didn't like the look of her, it was probable that she didn't come from a core planet, didn't have the feel about her of being proper and sophisticated. In fact, it was like the woman came from an outer planet, one of those dusty rim planets that didn't really matter. She had medium length hair that was jet black, almost the same black as hers, but Nadine's color was a little lighter...and it was curly, almost looked as if it were wet and she had to wonder if it really was. She had slim and tall figure, curves, she was obviously one of those warrior woman stereotype...but she had a different feel to her. If Nadine would say anything about the woman, the first thing she'd say was the fact that she was ready to cause some trouble. Nadine shifted uncomfortably again; completely unaware that the courage she was trying to build wasn't really coming. With every thought, she felt she was becoming a bit braver, but in the end, it'd all crash with just one look from whoever was on the recipient, it had always been that way. No matter what look it was, the angry do-it-my-way-or-die look, or the puppy dog look, or the scared look; whatever look it was, Nadine would immediately crumble. She was such a pushover after. She cleared her throat again, realizing that it hurt since there was really nothing there that she could clear and stopped, rubbing her throat, trying to make it look like she'd done it on purpose. And another thing, she was always bad at lying...the other woman could probably easily see right through her. Her thoughts were so far away that she barely managed to understand the fact that the woman was playing with the buttons and charts in the pilot area. Her anger and her frustration with the woman became even more flamed and she cleared her throat again, giving the woman an idea that she was going to say something. "Um...y-you're not...um, allowed to be in h-here. This...this is strictly the p-pilot's area. And-and they I haven't, um...given you permission to be up here." She winced every time she stuttered...she also winced whenever the woman pushed a button. From the random pushing, Nadine felt that the woman had no idea what she was doing, or that she had little idea. If this kept up, she might have started the ship without even realizing it, then probably making it crash because Nadine felt that the woman wouldn't even notice if the ship was running. She wanted to make sure that she appeared to be strong, give off an aura that she would fight back against the woman if she absolutely had too. Of course, she did know martial arts, the basic techniques of fighting and how to use a gun...but her knowledge, like engineering, was quite limited and she was pretty sure she wouldn't be able to defend herself against the woman all that much. And that woman still scared her to death as she began to itch ever so slowly to towards the door, ready to bolt if things got as she thought they might go.
Eve Hu	Re: Surprise, Surprise!	#13	[-]
Posts: 24 (03/11/06 11:01:02) Eve Hu Chameleon-1 Mistress of Disguise March 2006 FC Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Excuse me. Um...can I ask what you are doing here? the girl said, and Eve was surprised when her voice didn't queak. Up close, she was very young, and probably doing her best to save face in front of the elder woman, whose breath alone was intimidating. "You're excused. And, no." was Medea's curt response before she threw something resembling a sandal in the girl's direction. "Bitch," Eve mouthed the word silently. It was rare that even even thought an explitive, but sometimes there were no better words. She listened to the exchange with some interest, knowing that the girl's next words could mean the difference between a clean bridge and a bloody one. Medea had a mouth on her, but she also had a gun -more than one- to back it up with, and both shot at will. Unless the girl was lethal with a sandal, there was no question as to who would win that particular fight. "Um...y-you're not...um, allowed to be in h-here. This...this is strictly the p-pilot's area. And-and they I haven't, um...given you permission to be up here." the girl stammered. Eve shook her head silently, feeling for her. So she was the pilot... probably the last thing Eve had expected, though she of all people should have known that you can't judge a book by its cover. Of course, the girl had fumbled on those words, she'd said 'they' and the corrected herself and said 'I', so it was entirely possible that she was bluffing. Not such a good bluff. On the other hand, she was doing her best to stand her ground, which was good. If Medea suspected that she could strong-arm the girl out of her position, that piece of pretty would never fly again. Still, the girl who was nearly shaking with fear (or fury? could it be interpreted as fury?) might have done better to disguise her nervousness. People like Medea could smell that kind of thing. As far as she herself went, Eve was unsure as to what to do. If she interfered too early then any little respect the girl might gain from standing up to Medea would be taken from her. However, depending on Medea's response to the girl's words, if she didn't step in soon, the girl could lose much more than that. It would be hard work for the captain to keep his home in order when Medea was quite easily the alpha male in her own world. Perhaps they would fight for it. And perhaps the captain would send that rowdy bitch home limping. Carefully, seeing Medea had begun to ignore the girl just as she had looked directly past Eve when they'd been talking to Pinner, Eve reached out and touched the girl's shoulder. The touch was smooth and comforting, the king Companions are trained to use to calm nervous clients. She shook her head, to warn her against making Eve's presence known to Medea. She would try and walk the girl through this.
Medea Von Grimoire	Re: Surprise, Surprise!	#14	[-]
Posts: 33 (03/13/06 13:11:12) The Beans Trio Medea Von Grimoire Mercenary for thePioneer Can't gorram trust her April 2006 FC Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Medea was a multitalented creature.. capable of both vocal and physical displays of prowess and command.. able to talk her way out of many situations, as well as get down to brass tacks if she had to, and beat some good old fashioned ass in order to save her own. Below both of those traits, she was also quiet adept at finding the easiest rungs of the ladder, and took no care when stepping on those inthe way in order to move up it. But beyond everything, Medea was out for one thing. Herself. And she could be quite lazy, if not uncareless in her methods. The first approach she took to every situation was to determine the amount of effort she would have to exhert in order to come out on top, or better. With Badger, she found that it took a supreme amount not to choke the life from him with her bare hands, and forced herself to use words instead of actions. With Chase, such was the same. Men needed to know that she was intelligent and strong, and would take no go-se like every other female on a ship. *"Um...y-you're not...um, allowed to be in h-here. This...this is strictly the p-pilot's area. And-and they I haven't, um...given you permission to be up he*[/i] Had she been truly threatened or concerned about anything this little girl spewed out at her, she certainly would not have turned her back on her. In that move, she showed the utmost disdain and dismassal toward the lesser being, effectly putting her in her place. The nervous stammering and waver to her voice told her that she'd done just that, despite the girl's blustering. Normally, she would have simply continued to ignore her while she ran through the ship's docking logs for the past year to see where she'd been and what she'd carried, but that little choked correction caught her attention... and the corner of her mouth pulled in an unkind smirk. Without turning around, nor looking over her shoulder and catching Eve stepping from the shadows on silent feet, Medea pulled the pistol at her hip in a lighting fast move, and had it's barrel pointing directly at the girl's nose where she stood behind her.. her arm rock solid and unwavering, white knuckle on the trigger... never glancing up from the screen. "Get the fuck out of here. Now." Words? Tact? Explanations of her actions and what she was doing? Permission to access the bridge? Who needed them. She answered to the Captain, not his doxy. Those seven words were spoke in a low, deadly serious tone that told the listener that she was not messing around, and would stand for no more chirping in her ear about where she was and wasn't allowed to be. Ain't afraid a nuthin'
Fade to Nothing	Re: Surprise, Surprise!	#15	[-]
Posts: 441 (03/14/06 14:26:58) HeadAdministrator The Firefly Nazi The Beans Trio DoctorSimonTam Alliance Fugitive A Man of Loyalty NadineMaxwell Pioneer's Pilot Silent Beauty Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Nadine Maxwell was always the quietest one. She never spoke out for anyone, never spoke out against anyone, never spoke out for herself, and hell, she never spoke out, period. Being from a quiet and small family (though well known) she's never had the chance to develop the trait of being outspoken, never had the chance to develop her outgoing personality. Instead she was a mouse, she moved like a mouse, quiet and silent, never making a sound. She was unnoticed by some people then seen and forgotten by the rest. She was nothing, but that is precisely what enabled her to survive. Being quiet allowed her to move without anyone's notice. Of course, if she trudged up the stairs, her boots clanging up the stairs, anyone listening would hear, only because she didn't care, only because she allowed it. But if she didn't want anyone to hear her, she could walk right up here without being noticed, not even her breathing was loud enough for someone to hear, not even in her sleeping. She was happy with the way she was, she didn't expect anything else from herself. She didn't expect or push herself to be more outspoken, she didn't push herself to defend herself when someone spoke ill of her, she just let it go. She just simply went with the flow, just went with the ride, screaming if there was a loop, and giggling afterwards. She had no desire to become a more intimidated woman, she had no desire to be loud. She was meant to be quiet, and she wasn't going to change herself just for some other person. Not even for her father or mother. Her parents had always been somewhat cautious around their daughter, who had the reputation of being unable to speak in public. They had to watch her like a hawk, almost as if they were afraid she'd break at any moment. She wasn't strong, she admitted that, but nor was she weak. She was just there and only held on enough to keep going. If she didn't want to let go, she wouldn't have. Her parents felt this about Nadine, but they were satisfied with the quiet mousy girl. They wanted someone who would represent their company of one of the most successfully law agencies on Ariel. They needed someone who could speak in public, someone who wasn't afraid to stand up and fight against someone else. And Nadine was just the exact opposite of that. All she wanted to do was fly and although her parents supported that, they tried to make her change her mind. They tried to hound into her that there is so much instability in the art of flying and she'd be far much better off with such a solid, concrete plan, like the definite plan in taking over the law agency business. And, of course, Nadine refused to follow her parents' issues. Which caused a great rift between them. All her life, Nadine had a close relationship with her parents. They gave her freedom, they were there when she needed them, they gave her unconditional love; she really had no problem with them at all. She honestly couldn't have asked for better parents in any other way, but the one thing that they faltered in was the fact that they wanted, or rather needed, someone who would follow their footsteps into continuing the powerful and successful business. And as little as Nadine talked, fought, spoke up, and disobeyed, this was something that she could not fulfill for her parents, the one thing that she couldn't do for them. She's quiet and she doesn't fight but only for one thing. And that was flying. It, perhaps, was the most doable thing to fight for, the only thing worth fighting for. She never thought she had to fight for her life. Which, she believe, was definitely in danger right now. When someone moved behind her, who she hadn't noticed the presence until the stealthful woman did move, she froze and said nothing, completely forgetting about the hostile looking woman in front of her. Not only did she have one person to deal with, not there were two people who were scaring her, although the feel of the woman behind her seemed a little calmer and not so abusive to her. Her wide chocolate eyes panicked as little as she tried to move to see the face of the woman behind her. She could tell it was a woman by the smoothness and calming effect the hand had. When it touched Nadine, the pilot panicked for a moment, but after a few moments of trying, or rather, forcing, herself to relax, she had done so. From behind her, she said nothing, did nothing as she tried to re-catch her breath steadily to keep the woman messing with the controls from noticing her sharp sudden feel of surprise. Just how many people did Chase give that access number to? And was he really out of his mind in not telling her about these people who were coming? How many more were coming? Oh god, please don't let them be like the he-she in front of her. The moment of silence of which the woman behind her moved, suddenly ended when a gun was pulled on her. And she froze. It was true to say that this was the pilot's area and that this was Nadine's area. No one was allowed up here without her express permission. That was the deal that Chase and she had made when she first boarded this ship. She said she'd be the pilot if she was allowed her privacy on the bridge and if they were to pick up crew, which was bound to happen, the captain would expressly say that the bridge was off limits unless Nadine specified it was okay for their presence. The only one allowed on the bridge without Nadine's permission would be Chase, and that was only because he was the captain. Everyone else, even the one who would become the first mate or any of those in higher rank, was not allowed without her okay. Nadine expressed and said this because she liked her privacy; with being quiet and all, it was only natural that she'd want her area to be off limits to anyone, she never did like big and crowded places, neither loud nor abstract places as well. That made the bridge the prefect place for her, it was small and cozy, not much talking can take place without it echoing down the entire ship, which would make Chase angry. And so, she was offended to find, not one person, but two people here without her permission, and to make it worse, two people whom she didn't know their names. She would not allowed the one who snuck up on her and the one who was pointing a gun between her very eyes. But, as said, she was not to fight for herself, not one to fight on anyone's behalf nor fight against anyone, the only thing she'd fight for was her flying. And that was precisely what sparked the little trigger that could set Nadine off in a second. This was the one button that made Nadine a rampaging bull through a china shop and she would not stop until everything was destroyed. "Get the fuck out of here. Now," the woman threatened to her, her hand firmly on the gun and Nadine didn't fail to notice that her white knuckle was almost itching to fire. She knew that the woman behind her was meaning for her own good now, it was obvious she'd she how Nadine was and she obviously thought that without her held, Nadine would be dead within a second. But the pilot's rage was so fixated that she was clearly only focusing on the woman in front of her, everything else was completely forgotten. Her face turning read, and her lips pouting, she stepped forward, the smooth and comforting hand of the woman behind her vanished as she walked forward, a determination and offended tone her eyes, she was not going to loose her position of flying. She had been working so hard for it, it was the only thing that made life worth living, "I said you're not allowed to be here," her voice was still somewhat shaky, but she wasn't stuttering anymore. Her tone was more confident, her eyes glazing with fire in them, "You don't give orders to me unless you're the captain. And you're not, nor are you the pilot and this is strictly the pilot's area. If you want to shoot me, fine. I don't care, but realize that Chase won't be too happy to find that you shot his pilot and long time friend, shiong-muh duh kuang-ren. You'll be off the boat before you were ever on it." --- shiong-muh duh kuang-ren 'violent lunatic'
Eve Hu	Re: Surprise, Surprise!	#16	[-]
Posts: 24 (03/18/06 01:31:51) Eve Hu Chameleon-1 Mistress of Disguise March 2006 FC Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Eve was not a trained in ass-kicking. Apart from a few basic self defense tactics and special blade techniques (each of the non-combat subjects had been allowed to choose a specialty weapon), she was by no means battle-ready. Anything else fight related that was stored in her muscles or mind had been gleaned from field experience or mask research; how to shoot a gun had been necessary for undercover work with the Independents during the war, Companions learned assage and therefore, important pressure points. Otherwise, her training pratically forbade her to go knowingly into a life-threatening situation face first. She was an exercised listener, a master of disguise. She was trained to wait, to retain inforation, not to take action. You couldn't report back to your commanding officer if you played the hero and ended up getting killed for a misplaced blow. It was infinitely smarter to remain silent and alive that to strike and die. Eve made one exeption to this rule, an exception she would have been severely punished for had she still belonged to the Alliance. An exception she had been punished for, and the thing that had made her rethink her position and had eventually made her run away. She could still hear the commander's voice, his face inches from hers as he berated her for her incompetence. "What are you?!" he shouted. Eve couldn't tell whether she wanted to punch him in the throat to shut him up or do something a lot messier. Instead she stared straight ahead, the words on her tongue before she had a chance to even think them. "I am Chameleon. I am nothing, I am no one. I am a blank sheet of paper, clay waiting to be sculpted. I have no attachments, no feeling and no heart because I do not exist," her words were spoken robotically, though a single tear wet her cheek. "That's right. You are a ghost, a shadow. What is your objective?" "Look. Listen. Report." "And what DON'T you do?" "I am a ghost, a shadow, intangible and therefore actionless. I am not to engage unless my own life is in danger," her eyes narrowed, her mouth set into a straight line. "Isolation, for a week. You'll wish you were a ghost after a week in the black box," the man sneered. Eve smirked. "My nothing sure costs the government a lot of money. Can't afford to have damaged goods." It had been her first time in the field. The Alliance had been concerned with the dealings of a druglord called Adenn. They didn't care about the drugs, they even had cops to make his deliveries for a small fee. Adenn was a well-known and respected member of the privledged class, he could do no wrong so long as the government got their cut of his earnings. That was where he went wrong. The Alliance had reason to suspect that he'd hired out some third party smugglers to make his delivieries, which meant he was cheating the government out of their drug tax. They set Eve up as part of a smuggling crew they suspected was in connection to Adenn to see if she could get the information they needed to pin him. With Adenn behind bars they would be able to absorb his business. While undercover, she had gotten close to the head smuggler's son, a boy about her age. When Adenn got wind of their dealings with the government, he pulled a gun on the boy. Eve slit his throat. That was her exception - those who couldn't defend themselves. "Get the fuck out of here. Now." As soon as Medea pulled a gun on the girl the line was crossed. In a second Eve had already come up with a plan to stun the hostile woman. She would step in between the women quickly and press the pressure point in Medea's wrist, the one that would paralyze her trigger finger. At least it should have, Eve had only glanced at the page in the Companion's Guidebook and hadn't had a chance to try any of the points on an actual person. If she was wrong, then at least she'd be between Medea and the defenseless girl. She couldn't help it that her pretty face and the fact that she had a position of power on the ship annoyed Medea. Eve loosed her hand on the girl's shoulder, readying herself for the swift mmovement it would take to catch Medea off guard when the little mouse stepped forward unexpectedly. Eve stopped, her eyes focused on Medea's trigger finger, but her ears on Nadine's words. "I said you're not allowed to be here. You don't give orders to me unless you're the captain. And you're not, nor are you the pilot and this is strictly the pilot's area. If you want to shoot me, fine. I don't care, but realize that Chase won't be too happy to find that you shot his pilot and long time friend, shiong-muh duh kuang-ren. You'll be off the boat before you were ever on it." A mouthful. Eve was surprised Medea hadn't fired in the middle of that speech. Of course, there was still time for that. The girl was bold, she'd give her that. Also very, very stupid. She must have been Alliance born and bred because no creature from the outer rim with half a lick of sense would have tried to talk down a hardened killer with a gun pointed at them. That kind of bravery took a certain amount of arrogancy mixed with just a hint of "I-was-raised-in-the-Core, your-puny-weapons-cannot-harm-me." The girl made a good point, though. She was headed in the right direction, but Eve didn't want to wait for Medea's inevitable violent reaction to such open defiance. Bullets were blind to rank or title and that girl was very close to learning that the hard way. With the sleek grace of a woman trained in stealth, Eve reached out to touch the girl's shoulder again, this time pulling her backwards as she slid in front of Medea, the girl protected behind her. In an act of pure bravery (or sheer foolishness), Eve placed one hand over the barrel of Medea's gun, her other hand hovering over the wakizashi blade at her side. "The girl is right. For such a cunning woman, you are being very foolish," Eve chastized, her voice level, her eyes never leaving Medea's. All she needed to do was distract her from the poor little git behind her. And why was she still behind her? Didn't she understand what Eve was trying to do? "You are thinking with your gun, which works when you're on the job, but not when you're trying to secure one. You do harm to this girl now, you'll never make it off this rock. You don't want to answer to this pretty-faced doxy, take care of her when you already have a place on the ship." Eve baited the Medea's self-serving nature. She just hoped that if Medea took the bait, by the time she was ready to get at the pilot again that Chase would be around to help diffuse the situation. Or maybe the pilot would start carrying a weapon of her own. She also hoped the girl realized her plan and wouldn't be too offended by the word 'doxy.'
Fade to Nothing	Re: Surprise, Surprise!	#17	[-]
Posts: 441 (03/20/06 22:38:50) HeadAdministrator The Firefly Nazi The Beans Trio DoctorSimonTam Alliance Fugitive A Man of Loyalty NadineMaxwell Pioneer's Pilot Silent Beauty Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	When the woman behind her moved ahead to put herself between her and the woman who held the gun, she instantly sighed of relief. Instead of her getting shot, the Asian woman would instead be in the blow of the bullet, instead of herself, who was the original target. When this thought inserted in her mind, she immediately felt guilty. She didn't want to think ill of anyone, even the one holding gun. What if something happened in her life that made her so hostile? What if she's molded this way by someone other than herself? She could sympathize with her, honestly, she knew what it felt like to try to be molded by someone else into doing what they wanted you to do. But that was no reason to jeopardize lives, no reason to take it out on other people. Especially people who were willing to understand. She knew that she should leave now, take this advantage and bolt out of there, leave the Asian woman to deal with the hostile woman and go look for back-up, which meant brining Liam Price into the scene. Ooh, that could unfold not so pleasant though. Liam was obviously a kind and sweet person, someone like the woman who held the gun would obviously stomp on him; as much as she hated to speak ill of people, she spoke the truth about people. Just like the fact that she challenged the woman even though she knew she'd also get totally bulldozered by her. But she did not want to stay in the same room with the woman who was just about to shoot here right then and there, despite the Asian woman being in between of them. But she didn't regret speaking up, if it would do anything, it would help her open her mouth a little more often around these people if they decided to stay a little bit longer than shorter. Nadine Maxwell was just about to leave when the slender, tall (and skillful, as she moved with far more grace and silence that Nadine ever though possible) began to speak to the man-looking female holding the gun, "The girl is right. For such a cunning woman, you are being very foolish. You are thinking with your gun, which works when you're on the job, but not when you're trying to secure one. You do harm to this girl now, you'll never make it off this rock. You don't want to answer to this pretty-faced doxy, take care of her when you already have a place on the ship." Nadine lingered a moment, wondering what the response of the woman holding the gun would be and if the woman really did understand the benefits of not killing off not one, but two people, right off the bat (one, not to mention, who was the pilot and close friend of the captain.) She hadn't known what gave her the instinct that the woman holding the gun wanted off Persephone, or the fact that she was looking into joining the crew of this ship, but she used her instinct to her advantage. Her women's intuition was always good for her, if failed her a few number of times, but that was nothing compared to the numbers that she was correct. Now that she saw all three of these people here and interacted with them, Nadine had the feeling that all three were meant to be the crew of the Pioneer, which Nadine was quite happy to have Liam and the woman who was trying to calm (or provoke, perhaps?) the woman holding gun, but it was the woman holding that wretched gun that was so unsettling to Nadine. But she had no say in the captain's decision and she was not, as she has been and will be expressing intently, the captain. Besides, she trusted Captain Chase enough to not judge his judgment. He wouldn't allow anyone onboard who threatened a potential threat or was willing to kill anyone (or would he?) What the Asian woman (as she could tell she was Asian from the jet-black, sleek hair that only Asians can possess) hadn't really registered in Nadine's mind for a moment, as her thoughts were still overwhelmed with the fact that she'd actually stood up against the gun-holding woman. It amazed her, plenty of times before she would have cowered into a corner, unable to go anywhere and be brought down right then and there. Normally she would have backed off, put her hand up in defeat and slowly walk away. But whenever she submitted, she now realized that her flying was never in the harmful way. Nadine realized that she didn't take the woman offensively, or what she said, or even the fact that she pulled a gun on Nadine. What offended Nadine entirely was the fact that she was jeopardizing Nadine's right to fly. That was what Nadine was far more worried about; after all, living without flying is not living at all, according to Nadine, that is. She always knew that she'd rather die than not fly, it was the main argument against her mother and father in order to let her pursue her own future. But, until now, she didn't realize that she'd actually do it. It was instinct that took over her as she stood up against the threatening woman. As said before. Nadine was not one to speak up against anyone, one to speak up for anyone, one not to speak up for herself. The only thing she'd risk everything for was her right to fly. It was the only thing that was worth living for. At this moment, the words the Asian woman spoke finally rested in Nadine's mind and her eyes widened at the word 'doxy'. She fumed, didn't she make it clear that she was the pilot of The Pioneer, not the captain's concubine!? And this woman was saying not to kill Nadine now, but to kill her later!? If this woman was helping, she wasn't helping much. From the aura that the he-she held, she was liable to really take that advice and really put it to use. Nadine may die for flying, but that wasn't exactly plan A to boot start with. She was going to say something to the woman, but then stopped herself, her face turning red, suddenly realizing that this was not what the Asian woman intended. She did not want Nadine to be offended, nor do anything stupid (at least, anything stupider than what she had just done, with talking back to the gun-holding woman.) And honestly, Nadine understood what the Asian looking woman was doing, but she probably wouldn't have done or said anything to defend herself regardless of figuring out the plan or not. But that didn't matter, what mattered now was getting out there. As far as Nadine could see it, the Asian woman was trying to buy her some time to go grab reinforcements. Unfortunately, the only reinforcements that could arrive right now was Liam. The Captain hadn't even made an appearance yet, there was no knowing when he'd return or if he'd return at all. And so, the best option (because as far as Nadine could tell, there was almost nothing in this room currently that could put out that fire lit up under the hostile woman) was to fetch Liam Price and see what he can do in order to get the situation a little more under their control instead of her control. She silently slipped out of the room, using her stealth techniques (which weren't all that great, but they did the job) and trampled down the ship to the Engine room as quick as she can, not bothering to be silent at all. She was thankful to reach the Engine room and find Liam there, doing what he does because he's an engineer. Her hair was still tussled about from the wind that blew in her face when she sprinted down the steps and her shirt was a little riled up to show her belly button as she leaned against the wall in order to catch her short breaths (which wasn't so hard, as she was kinda in shape already.) "Liam...wu de ma..." she gasped, forgetting her shyness and instead focusing entirely on telling Liam about what was happening in the bridge, "You...come. Something, women...fighting. Hostile, holding gun. Look like she going to shoot. Asian...trying to put out fire...isn't working. Help?" she managed to say in-between breaths, fully aware that she sounded a bit like a cavewomen and only using the important words instead of making out real sentences. She didn't care, but she might have a little. --- wu de ma mother of god
Medea Von Grimoire	Re: Surprise, Surprise!	#18	[-]
Posts: 33 (03/21/06 13:27:09) The Beans Trio Medea Von Grimoire Mercenary for thePioneer Can't gorram trust her April 2006 FC Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	"You don't give orders to me unless you're the captain. And you're not, nor are you the pilot and this is strictly the pilot's area. If you want to shoot me, fine. I don't care, but realize that Chase won't be too happy to find that you shot his pilot and long time friend, shiong-muh duh kuang-ren. You'll be off the boat before you were ever on it." The little bitch was lucky. Lucky Medea wasn't a man, or a he-she as she assumed, but, instead, a woman, with a woman's sense, even if she had a man's strength and temper. As the little bitch stepped forward, bumping the gun, Medea whirled around from the panel, rising from the chair to stand her full height, eyes blazing and dark hair in a thunder cloud around her face at the girl's petulant whining and smart mouth. If she'd been a man, impulsive and stupid, she might have shot the slut right in the brainpan, and ended the conversation as she stood. The grip of the gun was tightened in her palm, and her other hand flew to her other hip at seeing Badger's little crony standing there as well, a warning look on her round face and hand on the doxy's shoulder. Again, the little bitch was lucky. If Eve hadn't been there, Medea would have taken the easy way out. Conked the girl upside her pretty little head with the butt of the gun, and left her unconcious form lying in her beloved cockpit. But the look on Eve's face said that she might try and stop her. And as much as the two younger women thought she was a brute neandertal with no social graces and not a lick of common sense, she knew just as well without having to be told, the consequences of her actions, should she jepordize her position upon the ship and give into the desirable urge to shut that flapping mouth up. Badger's crony stepped forward suddenly, shoving the captain's slut behind her, and reaching out a hand to touch the barrel of Medea's gun as she spoke. "The girl is right. For such a cunning woman, you are being very foolish. You are thinking with your gun, which works when you're on the job, but not when you're trying to secure one. You do harm to this girl now, you'll never make it off this rock. You don't want to answer to this pretty-faced doxy, take care of her when you already have a place on the ship." Medea smacked at Eve's hand with the gun to wave her off with a snarl, before stuffing it back into it's holster. At her hip, her knuckles cracked as she squeezed the grip of her other gun, anger boiling through her... and growled through gritted teeth down at the smaller Chinese woman. "Yeah, and I don't need either of you little bitches to tell me gorram anything. Get outta my way." She spat, and stepped forward into Eve, intending on pushing her out of her path if she didn't move. Black eyes darted past her, noting that the captain's doxy had run off. A dry little smirk curled her lips once more, her anger a little sated at knowing she'd frightened the piss outta the girl.. and said with a snort, "Hmmph... wasn't doin nuthin but checking the manifest and flight logs, not stealing the gorram ship. Stupid whore ain't got a lick a sense to tell I wasn't firing the ship up. Mighty brave o'you to stand up for her." She sneered the last sentance to Eve, stepping past her and tromping out through the lounge to investigate the rest of the ship, dripping sarcasm behind her as she went. Stupid womenfolk, getting themselves all up in a tizzy over nuthin. This was why she didn't affiliate with other females all that often. They simply drove her up the wall with all their whinin and bitchin over any little thing. If there proved to be more than the two she'd already seen, perhaps this wasn't the ship to get her off planet after all. She didn't think she'd be more forgiving in the future... and made a mental note to discuss the prospect of keeping them away from her witht he captain when he returned. Ain't afraid a nuthin'
Engineer	Re: Surprise, Surprise!	#19	[-]
Posts: 26 (03/21/06 16:21:59) The Beans Trio Liam Price Expert Engineer Fresh from the Core Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Liam had been surprised by Nadine's sudden departure earlier, but he had brushed it off. Maybe she had forgotten to do something important. He didn't let it worry him as he finished taking out the broken fuel pump. As it turned out, one of the vanes had been so corroded that the stress of pumping fuel had finally broken it off. He'd just finished taking it all out. His shirt and hands were covered with engine grease from lugging out the pump and he smelled strongly of kerosene. He was climbing down the ladder, wrench in his back pocket, when Nadine entered again. Nadine was out of breath and frantic, gasping for breath between words. Liam quickly descended the ladder, jumped the last few rungs, and ran over to Nadine. "Ni mei shi ba?!" he asked, his voice full of concern. She was babbling about fighting and fire and it wasn't making any sense. "Wo bu zhi suo yun." Liam put his dirty hands on her slim shoulders, trying to calm her down. "Wo men yi qi shen hu xi," he told her looking her in the eyes. "Now, tell me what's going on." It sounded bad, like maybe someone had come onto the ship. He hoped that wasn't the case. He didn't want anyone to get hurt. Ni mei shi ba?!- Are you ok?! Wo bu zhi suo yun. -I don't understand what you're saying. Wo men yi qi shen hu xi. - Lets take a deep breath.
Fade to Nothing	Re: Surprise, Surprise!	#20	[-]
Posts: 441 (03/21/06 23:47:00) HeadAdministrator The Firefly Nazi The Beans Trio DoctorSimonTam Alliance Fugitive A Man of Loyalty NadineMaxwell Pioneer's Pilot Silent Beauty Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	"Ni mei shi ba?! bu zhi suo yun. Wo men yi qi shen hu xi. Now, tell me whats going on." She froze when Liam Price touched her. Her eyes were so wide, they looked like the eyes of a deer that was caught in someone's headlights on a dark and narrow road at night. But she wasn't exactly sure what she was so surprised for. Maybe it was the suddenness of his movement, or maybe the kindness in his voice. She had spoken with Liam before, she felt comfortable around him, why was his touch so soothing and warming? And why did his eyes being locked on her make her heart race the moment they matched hers? Whatever the cause was, it helped her calm down enough to explain to Liam what was happening just down the hallway to the bridge. The Asian woman and the one holding a gun were head-to-head and frankly, she was quite happy to get out of there alive. She vaguely wondered exactly why she hadn't heard the gunshot yet. And then that thought trail lead to what she would do if it did. The woman truly did scare her (both women did actually), she was going to admit to that, but with her piloting position not so much in trouble anymore (she felt she'd made her point crystal clear), she's returned to the quiet, scared little mouse and the woman who held the gun had become the cat. The game was on. Honesty, she didn't think that Liam was the person to calm the woman down (something I the back of her mind told her that the only one who could do that was Pinner), but that didn't mean that he shouldn't try, the least she could do was shoot someone's brains out. What was there too lose? A cynical laugh came here when she realized that Liam was still waiting for his answer and she slightly blushed, coughing slightly and clearing her throat before saying, "The captain must have give the access code to others. There are two women in the bridge. One Asian and the other...well, she's holding a gun first thing when I ask her what she was doing. I'm afraid she might do something that drastic. And I'm fine, but I think we need to do something quick..." And therefore Nadine Maxwell launched into the whole story, telling Liam what had happened from the moment she had left his side to go see what the footsteps were about to the point where she was panting next to him right now, telling him what had happened and asking him for his help. She didn't fail to mention the fact and concerns she had, such as the fact that the hostile woman might have launched the ship by accident, to the fact that she could have lost her position as the pilot if she didn't stand up at least a little. She also told Liam about the bravery of the Asian woman in standing up against the gun-holding lady and putting herself between the woman's gun and herself. And she did not fail to tell Liam how it was too the captain's and her agreement that the bridge was off limits unless they had express permission from Nadine (NOT the captain.) She stuttered somewhat along the way of telling the engineer the entire story, but she felt that was only because of her panting, as she was still trying to catch her breath. She was not in shape, and she had minor asthma; and to put truthfully, running all the way from the bridge to the engine room was not smart, but she wanted to get here as soon as possible before the he-she did anything that, not only she would regret, but Nadine and the Asian woman would regret. After a few minutes or rapidly talking, she finished with, "Do you think you can help? Maybe I should go find the captain..." her voice trailed as she walked to the exit of the Engine room and aimlessly (as if lost in thought) cluttered to the intercom that was on the sidewall, staring slightly at it. But she didn't like meeting new people, going out there would mean asking questions and Nadine was not so into asking questions to strangers about her Captain, regardless if they'd seen him or not. A heavy sigh came and she returned to Liam, a hopeless look in her chocolate brown eyes. Liam Price had a calming effect to him, he was obviously a tranquilizer in getting people to stop and think before launching into an option on impulse. Maybe he was right for the task that Nadine had hoped he could do. But still, there was really no telling what that woman would do and Nadine was really beginning to wonder exactly what was happening between the two women and why hadn't she fired that gun of hers (that was like her twin or something.) She was actually scared to return to that beloved bridge of hers, but she was not going to clean up any guts or brains that are splattered on her floor, she'd leave that too whoever caused it (not the victim.) She did not like having the two women (or anyone, for that matter) in her bridge when she was not present, not knowing what they were doing; or hell, just having the two women in there period.

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