Firefly/Serenity RPG; "Tears, Fears, Mirrors"

[oldmeatwadjm]

Haston takes off his trench and says "Well, I guess I have been wear this old alliance uniform long enough, it might be nice to change some threads. Unless you are going to need me to stay in uniform." He sigh and comments softly. "It's time to start fixn' things."

[Jack Bauer]

"What number is on her arm Deb, this could be important. I reckon the blade she stabbed me with is poisoned, it's causing me to crave human flesh, best look away once you write down that number." Marco pulls out his trusty scalpel and cuts into her thigh. With his left hand he pulled back the skin while he gently cuts into the membrane connecting the skin to the muscle. Making a stroke and pulling back the skin again and again until the leg is exposed. "I'd like to have a saw for this part but I suppose I'll just have to make due with what I have and what time will allow." Marco starts cutting fillets out of her thigh meat.

Deb recited the digits, "Ite sik seb' fi' tree 'o na'. I's heard of the McHatfields in them hills eattin' folks. Them rich fellas done get away with anythin'."

You quickly snarfed up the scraps from your 'surgery', which reinvigorated you unexpectedly. By the end of the operation you had extracted quite a few good steaks.

"Excellent Deb, do those numbers match up with anything the secretary gave us? If so we'll go there first, if not we'll hit the first stop on the list."

[Euphenics]

"Luftzeit awake? Need to know if we have enough of these or whether it will be necessary for us to pretend to be taking investors on a tour or something..."

"Excellent Deb, do those numbers match up with anything the secretary gave us? If so we'll go there first, if not we'll hit the first stop on the list."

"I once done sawed it in my old sorority's Crapper. Nothin' too far."

[Jack Bauer]

"Luftzeit awake? Need to know if we have enough of these or whether it will be necessary for us to pretend to be taking investors on a tour or something..."

"Excellent Deb, do those numbers match up with anything the secretary gave us? If so we'll go there first, if not we'll hit the first stop on the list."

"I once done sawed it in my old sorority's Crapper. Nothin' too far."

"Okay lets go then."

[oldmeatwadjm]

Haston says. "I got a plan, we are going to pose as a special ops alliance unit set by Intel. to investigate a suspected info. leak active going on at that researcher building and we are order to use extreme force to get rid of the leak, if a leak is discovered." He comments to zeek. "You are going to have to be really ruthless for them to buy it. And this will probably brand me as CI for the rest of my life." He sigh and says. "Anybody who leaves the alliance the way I did, turn around and pose as a special ops officer is always viewed as a spook after words...always."

[Euphenics]

Okay lets go then."

Marco and Deb walked back to the lorry without watching the student union achieve an appropriate fate behind them. After a few bends they arrived alive, two words never heard together in that neighbourhood. There are sororities in which the hotter blooded of males understandably become compelled to intrude, invited or not (at least in fiction). This wasn't one of them. Suffice to say Hauptschellen's standards of excellence for which charters are normally held to slackened considerably in nearly all dimensions, to the point of eliminating any need to cheat, while they were painting ivy on. Perhaps those pills would help them pass a proper athletic requirement.

Haston says. "I got a plan, we are going to pose as a special ops alliance unit set by Intel. to investigate a suspected info. leak active going on at that researcher building and we are order to use extreme force to get rid of the leak, if a leak is discovered." He comments to zeek. "You are going to have to be really ruthless for them to buy it. And this will probably brand me as CI for the rest of my life." He sigh and says. "Anybody who leaves the alliance the way I did, turn around and pose as a special ops officer is always viewed as a spook after words...always."

Foster held his thumb and index finger in a V shaped beard stroking pose under his mouth respectfully anticipating a response from Zeek.

[Zeek]

Haston says. "I got a plan, we are going to pose as a special ops alliance unit set by Intel. to investigate a suspected info. leak active going on at that researcher building and we are order to use extreme force to get rid of the leak, if a leak is discovered." He comments to zeek. "You are going to have to be really ruthless for them to buy it. And this will probably brand me as CI for the rest of my life." He sigh and says. "Anybody who leaves the alliance the way I did, turn around and pose as a special ops officer is always viewed as a spook after words...always."

"I will require a small bottle of something flammable."

[oldmeatwadjm]

Haston responses. "Do we have any small empty bottles in the kitchen? So, I can pour some of my rum into one of those for Mr. Zeek." with a smile.

[Jack Bauer]

"Lets see what's behind door number one," said Marco opening the front door of the charter house.

[Euphenics]

"There's probably loads of paint thinner and other noxious chemicals in this hangar."

"Lets see what's behind door number one," said Marco opening the front door of the charter house.

Knocking in the rickety compressed agricultural residue panel, you were half surprised that it didn't fall off of its hinges on its own volition. The interior was strewn with cheap pastel fluff, holographic documentation of liver abuse, and common instruments of distraction. The whole household likely had to chip in to obtain anything of remote value here, even then they didn't do much to secure it from thieves.

"I's like what they's done wit' the place."

You heard a thump on the floor upstairs.

[Jack Bauer]

"Well someone's upstairs, keep close we don't want another lunatic jumping onto one of us," said Marco heading up the stairs.

[Euphenics]

Our adventurers cautiously approached the source of the sound. The stairs had clearly seen well more than their fair share of partying, stained by years of spilled drinks and bodily fluids, deeply trenched and pitted with scratches from indoor tobogganing. Sitting at the top in a former bookself alcove was a refridgerator underneath several layers of magnets from watering holes on various moons. To the right was a hallway lined with closed doors and a balcony over another room downstairs.

[Jack Bauer]

Our adventurers cautiously approached the source of the sound. The stairs had clearly seen well more than their fair share of partying, stained by years of spilled drinks and bodily fluids, deeply trenched and pitted with scratches from indoor tobogganing. Sitting at the top in a former bookself alcove was a refridgerator underneath several layers of magnets from watering holes on various moons. To the right was a hallway lined with closed doors and a balcony over another room downstairs.

"Keep an eye out while I take a look inside this fridge, probably nothing but beer so cheap it should be sold as bottled water but you never know."