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Post by Janxi on Feb 21, 2011 11:01:17 GMT -5
Janxi realized her quotation of the line from the banned film would probably be used as evidence against her for a minor infraction. She decided to do what most teens would do if caught by their parents watching a dirty movie, smoking or swiping some liquor. She'd brag to her friends.
"Awww, we're sorry," she said to the big-handed human. "When Tori 'n me got assigned together, we got sent on our first Lurp over in Lone Star north of House-Town. So we seen a circus that set up by a village. They was showin a pre-rifts movie 'bout how a couple'a cyber-knights hired a smuggler and a sasquatch to take 'em out in space. The smuggler's ship was always dirty and broke-down. Anyhow, they rescued a princess from some dead boys in white armor 'n blew up the dead boys' base in outer space. But the princess said that same thang 'bout bein brave to insult the smuggler and his space ship even though she was gettin' rescued. So that's why we thought you was runnin' down Eve. That's why I said that line, cuz it's what the scruffy smuggler said when one of the cyber knights mocked him and his space ship.
"Anyhow, it weren't real realistic no how. Ain't nobody in space cuz ain't nothin' out there, especially giant space ships. And the leader of the white-suit deadboys weren't the emperor, it was a bad cyber-knight wearin black. And all them laser guns went 'shoom-shoom' like a toy or an NG noisemaker. It weren't a bad movie, jus kinda not realistic 'n all. Looked it might be real old though, so they might notta been crookin' us 'bout it bein' pre-Rifts."
Janxi, the film critic, ended her teen braggadocio. She glanced at Socrates actually half expecting him to report her confession to Sam. If so, deny, dismiss, disavow, disown and dodge. It's not like an officer caught her at an off-limits movie.
"Anyhow, yeah, if y'all need me to git eve out the water, I can pull her on shore or lift her out real easy. Ya might also check the hull fer fragments while yer down there..."
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Feb 21, 2011 11:26:49 GMT -5
Socrates seemed more astonished that Janxi could prattle on like that than that she has seen a banned movie. Watching movies was hardly something he cared about.
He was more concerned that the cats would think that they should tell the stable bosses at home how wonderful life can be if everyone just got along. Like their movie, such story-book ideals had no place in their world. It was, among other things, one of the most painful ironies he faced when being ordered to create Prosak's perfect world for humanity.
Back in the here and now, he simply waited, unless called upon. With the cats on boat business, he just kept his eyes, ears, nose and psychic sense aware for anything troublesome.
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Post by Tori on Feb 21, 2011 14:05:39 GMT -5
She looked at Socrates and shook her head. Again, he was shirking responsibility for his mistake. Now the boat was damaged, and this was more than a verbal faux pas to a cat that already disliked him.
She keyed her mic. "Spots to Six... Evie is Tango Uniform (broken). Suspect damaged durin' combat earlier. Our indigenous allies are lendin' a hand. Request Janxi for heavy liftin and Lil Boy Boom to aid with wrench work. We have no ETA on repair time, over?"
Tori's gaze fell onto the one accusing her of "bravery." She put out her hand, moving to the more human gesture of friendship. "I can drive but can't fix too good. Janxi's my big friend back there. She can do the heavy liftin, so you won't need a boat lift or a block and tackle. We got a guy named Richardson with us who can maybe handle mechanicals, if ya need. How long you figure the boat's gonna be down?"
The little cat said little more. She climbed onto the "Evie" and engaged her pumps. She was ready to drive to a ramp or lift if the Marlins had one. Otherwise, she's hop out and let Janxi lift it to wherever it needed to go.
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Post by dakota on Feb 22, 2011 9:46:33 GMT -5
One of the other Marlins looked at the leader of their group and shrugged," Can we spare some sap?"
Big Hands shook his head. " Not really, unless they've got good trade."
"Too bad. That'll patch it faster than they can get it out of the water."
Shep looked at Sam and grinned," Saved by the furballs. I'll tell you later, first we need to find out what is wrong with our ride." He started to walk back towards the boat, still grinning.
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Post by Mierin on Feb 22, 2011 9:53:48 GMT -5
Sam is not amused by Shep's grin. "Stop!" she says sharply. "Tell me what the issue is." Her tone doesn't invite any other response than to tell her what is going on.
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Post by Tori on Feb 22, 2011 10:13:48 GMT -5
It was only fair. The Marlins had shown a lot of hospitality for the team's assistance, but the team couldn't assume entitlement to everything.
"Well, whaddya take in trade?"
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Post by Dome on Feb 22, 2011 12:45:07 GMT -5
Richardson being the one that had been trying to care for the boat walks up to the big handed man, "What do you want for trade? We have some supplies that we may be able to spare."
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Post by Janxi on Feb 23, 2011 12:30:00 GMT -5
Janxi's tail swished. "Y'all just tell me where to put it and I'll show ya how quick we can getter outta the water." As for wheeling and dealing, she didn't know what the Marlins would want. Somehow, she doubted they would take a personal check.
Instead she waited for an offer and the inevitable counter-offer. Placing a dip in her lip, she grabbed an MRE pouch, then pulled some instant coffee she hoarded and looked to Richardson and Tori and the surrounding Marlins. "Y'all want some November Juliet?"
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Post by dakota on Feb 23, 2011 22:06:15 GMT -5
The big handed Marlin looked at Tori and Socrates," Do you speak for your group? Sap does not come cheap, and is hard to get from Char."
Shep stopped, then scowled a bit. " why do you have to make things so difficult? I gave my word I wouldn't say anything yet. To the others on the squad, if I break my word to one, then the others think they can't trust me. Don't put me in that situation. everyone else should be down by the boat, so we can deal with our internal problem as soon as we get the boat repaired, okay?"
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Post by Mierin on Feb 23, 2011 22:30:36 GMT -5
Sam glares at Shep as she replies, "Why do YOU make things more difficult than they have to be? I need to know what the problem is. If you want me to hold on on talking to whomever it is, I'll wait, but I DO need to know what is going on."
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Post by Tori on Feb 23, 2011 22:33:01 GMT -5
"I'm speakin' as master and commander of this here boat. Six is the boss on tha ground, but Eve is mah girl. So ya wanna trade? Ya kin talk to me. Wanna laser pistol for some caulk? I'll trade it wif tha e-clips. Ya want chow? Fox it. I'll give ya every MRE I gots. I'll swap ya a fusion block, mah bow or some limpets. Hell man, I'll even give ya my velociraptor trophy or my BUD's T-shirt! Ya tell me whatcha want. I'm tradin' mah own stuff for tha boat. She's mine and I'm gon' fix her."
She gazed over at Socrates. "Naw, he don't speak for us. He done wrecked this here boat."
Her tail swished with discomfort as she realized something. "Ya still ain't told us yer name...
Fix my foxing boat... Please. "
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Feb 24, 2011 8:22:59 GMT -5
"Do you know it for a fact, or are you just assuming I did because it would be convenient?" Socrates asked, calm as every. "However, I am not qualified to negotiate in trade for your boat."
His voice suddenly turned stern. THis time, he meant for her to learn, and not treat him as a nag. "I will mention to you that you should not let your emotions control you in a trade. You offer everything you have for something they can make on a whim, you lose. Don't waste your resources, soldier."
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Post by dakota on Feb 24, 2011 9:24:41 GMT -5
" I'm doing it to prote..., " Shep paused, then let out a bit of a frustrated huff before lowering his voice and continuing," no, you know what , I'll tell you. Socrates can read. There, you have to keep it secret too and you'll be as foxed as I am if command finds out. Pardon my language, but I've been spending too much time around the cats. I told Socrates that I'd keep it hushed up to protect him, but because you're being stuborn and won't trust my judgement, well, there you go. Now he'll be pissed at me too, but it might as well be contagious." He threw his hands in the air, and was obviously bothered by the fact he had just betrayed Socrates' confidence.
"I'm called Hands" The Marlin shrugged. He looked at the members of th esquad offering up to trade and said," It's not that simple. Steeltree sap is as good as liquid metal, but we can only afford a little bit each season." Another member of the tribe brought a wooden vat and Hands showed the mercury like substance. There wasn't much more than enough to cover the bottom of the paint can sized vat.
"Give them the sap." Said a voice behind the squad. The hunt leader folder her arms," They earned it."
"But Ella..."
"Not buts. My only price is that you bring back proof that kill any rat men you encounter. Can you meet that price?"
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Post by Janxi on Feb 24, 2011 10:56:13 GMT -5
Janxi's emerald eyes locked on Socrates. "It weren't broke 'fore ya threw that grenade... Ya ever git tired of bein' wrong? I know I'm right tired of it..."
Janxi heard Ella speak and her glance fell on her. She gave the slow cat blink to show she understood. "That's up to Six, but I'll guaran-damn-tee ya we'll leave rat bodies in our wake every chance we get."
The massive jaglion leaned back against a tree and took a sip of her coffee looking calm. Then, she delivered a well-rehearsed speech that she just loved. "I'll be dead on his ass like "Spencer for foxin' Hire". I'll hunt him down and feed him his testicles, *and* I'll do it in a jiffy. And I don't care if his momma there, his grandmomma, innocent bystanders, little kids, baby sitters, bill collectors, whatever. I'll leave his whole block filled with hot brass if I have to, and you know why? 'Cuz *I JUST DON'T GIVE A FOX!*" Her tail swished. The only things she hated more than rats were dope apes. Both of them were better off dead, in her humble opinion.
'"S nice ta meet ya, Hands. I'm Janxi."
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Feb 24, 2011 14:47:09 GMT -5
"Always being right is a surer chance of failure." Socrates countered, looking out into the river for a visual scan. He knew very well that only a return to the past would tell them whether it was the grenade.
Being curious, himself, he used his total recal to see what the hull looked like before he launched the grenade. He knew very well the cats would blame him for it, regardless of the outcome, and his memories were not their business, so he opted not to let it show too much what he was doing.
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