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Post by dakota on Jan 26, 2007 0:27:02 GMT -5
An unfamiliar face interupted Rex and Windrider," The boss? You mean the guy who's looking for a crew? He's over in that bar talking with the barkeep." After thumbing towards Derrick's, he tipped his cowboy hat with a polite nod. " Name's Wes. Guess I'll be riding with y'all to Houstown. " He adjusted his duffle bag over his shoulder and a TX-16 pump rifle slung over the other. He bumbled his way around the craft, politely introducing himself to anyone he crossed paths with until he found the bunkroom. Taking an unnoccupied bunk, he tipped his hat to Justice as he stowed his belongings.
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Post by frostwolf on Jan 26, 2007 0:30:53 GMT -5
*Justice smiled and nodded to the new comer as he tipped his hat to her, then continued on her way around the craft.*
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Post by dhakael on Jan 26, 2007 10:50:45 GMT -5
Listening in to the conversations in & around the Misch, Jerran is struck by one thought: The Females definately were going to be the ones vying for Alpha Status. ;D Keeping straight face as he slowly walks back & forth around the hover-rig, De-La Croix menatlly luaghs; "Praise be to 'Bob', patron saint of Techno-wizards and fools, that Myra is back in Lazlo. Otherwise this WOULD turn into a cat-fight...literally! Or..."*face takes on dreamy/distracted look* "No..bad Jerran..no no no...mind out of gutter!"Shaking his head violently, he tries to find an out of the way place to sit down, lotus position, every now & then nodding, grunting or saying "hey" to those who go by him. Closing his eyes behind his sunglasses, Jerran begins to meditate. o.o.c.((Lets his aura show a bit; mid range PPE, and very focussed and tightly wound 'chakras'))
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Jan 26, 2007 11:08:55 GMT -5
(OOC: no "C" in Mish (or the long form Mishegosserie))
Windrider, upon hearing Chaz will be back, watches the bumbler, and the general chaos of people getting used to each other, including Jolanda's assumption that Katherine brought her boyfriend on the transport, though Windrider hadn't seen her with any men the whole time.
With a smirk, he says "Weisahketcauk's been here." To Rex. "Made everything interesting. How do the engines look?"
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Post by shiivster on Jan 26, 2007 13:27:56 GMT -5
*looks up at Wes, and then smiles in a pleasant manner, and continues to hold her box of flavorings tightly, before heading back to her bunk to put it away. to put it away in its spot, she has to take about half her things out and does so.
*the strange necklace that she puts to the side carefully is a strange looking thing. made entirely of bones and what is obviously chunks of hair and various teeth. the smile that curls up at the side of the mouth is gentle as she remembers how she got it and pauses to think it all out. then she slowly resumes the repacking and gets the pack 'teethered' in place at the head of the cot, before taking that necklace in hand once again. she then slips it away in the pack and out of sight once again.
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[ ooc - IF any see and wish to check on the origin's of that necklace will be stunned about where it came from ]
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Post by Mierin on Jan 26, 2007 14:10:50 GMT -5
Kat smiles politely and says "Hello" to Wes as he passes. Once he's gone, she unpacks a few trinkets from her bag and goes over her weapons to make sure they're all in good working order and that her e-clips are all charged up. (tag)
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Post by dhakael on Jan 26, 2007 16:17:50 GMT -5
-POINK- *eyes open up as many people wander by...and Jollanda's unique aura wafts past* *Blink blink* Thoughts; "No, can't be...imagining things..no way that could be...nah! Just a necklace she must have made as a kid or picked up...couldn't be one of THOSE"
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Post by shiivster on Jan 26, 2007 21:25:53 GMT -5
*drapes the necklace over the pack in plain view and then picks up her reedpipes. raising them carefully to the mouth and half closing the eyes, the soft and faint melody of somthing that brings movement about a campfire at night to mind is heard.
*it is clear that Jolanda is not about to assist just yet, but she is letting her presence be known as she continues to pipe away, behind a half closed door. She is in fact piping the memories the necklace seems to contain to ease, before setting them away into the pack once again. the melody is soothing and actually pleasing despite the instrument being used.
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Post by frostwolf on Jan 26, 2007 23:09:16 GMT -5
*Justice sits quietly, polishing her pistol, then deciding that it looks as good as ever, which is the same as it looked before, she puts it away and looks out to the horizon. She sighs softly, and stands back up, heading back into the rig, thinking to herself 'you need to be more social, Justice'. Changing her mind on being social, she decided to return to the pilot's area and watch the monkey. It was kinda cute*
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Post by shiivster on Jan 28, 2007 0:42:15 GMT -5
*stops pipinglong enough to touch some of the various items on the neckalce .. andt hen sets it on a cloth and rolls it up carefully and puts it away. she then picks up the pipes and resumes playing .. the tune is quiet and simple, but of her people
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Post by dhakael on Jan 29, 2007 14:30:39 GMT -5
"Music getting to me...so...peaceful. Can not sleep....monkey...will get me"
"-zzzzZZZzzzzZZZZzzz-"
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Post by nowhere65 on Jan 29, 2007 22:38:00 GMT -5
Rex gives Windrider a hearty nod, "Yeah, there pretty good. Could always use some work though. Might be able to squeeze somemore horsepower outta them."
The old grease stains on his arms have been refresh and new ones are being wiped off of his hands.
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Post by dakota on Jan 30, 2007 9:15:32 GMT -5
Once his gear was stowed, Wes wandered back towards the cargo bay with his hands in his pockets until he finds Windrider and Rex again, " Looks like an interesting crew. Any idea what the captain has planned?"
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Post by shiivster on Jan 30, 2007 16:23:15 GMT -5
*finally stops piping, and then slips the pipes away. before leaning against her pack to stare at the wall past her knees. why Dante? .. why did you have to toss me across the river and then kill yourself? .. i'm sure something could have been done ... oh i miss you .. '
*the head then turns to look away, to hide any tears that might show. she then stands up and moves to look out the door and her eyes watch the ones that move.
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Post by Mierin on Jan 30, 2007 22:37:53 GMT -5
Once she's got things organized, Kat heads over to the cargo bay and hangs out in case anyone needs her help with anything. (tag)
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