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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Plan

I posted. To reiterate, the plan is to divide and conquer. We take pictures of the case in three separate locations, gussied up to appear to be guarded. We use explosives that we have, or that we make from the contents of our cargo, to rig those locations to go boom, hopefully eliminating mercenaries in the process. The actual cases (all of them if we can arrange that) will remain at the ship where we'll be sure to have the crew as heavily armed and well-positioned as possible to deal with any attack. John and Wolf are still charged with doing the impossible (I'll use Leadership to help with that), and I'm allowing for the rest of you to provide input and refine the plan as your characters would see fit.

I briefly discussed this with Roger, so we do have the cameras, and as far as I know nothing I've suggested is impossible. I figure that this is our best chance for survival, and I am planning on speaking with the fine gentleman that knocked Wyatt unconscious to see what kind of leverage he can provide us with. He just seems too together to not have something we can use.

I also want to know what's in the cases for certain. So, I'll be making that play in a bit.

Anyway, there you have it. Let the good times roll.

Posted on 2013-09-01 at 22:19:18.

Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: LV-426, Emergency Landing Field, Outside rear of Rocinante, 8:40 am PT

Lord Hood looked at Captain Wyatt with some confusion clear upon his face. "Caves? What caves? Surely the ship or the Processor building would work best? And you don't mean to actually fight these men do you? If they are half as bad as your young crew member suggests, maybe we should just give them the violin and let them go? Captain Havelock needs medical attention. many of these people...most of them have never been in danger in their lives. I admit you know more than I on fighting and tactics but I'm not sure that I can keep all these people safe."

Wyatt stepped up a little closer to Lord Hood. He was still kicking off the effects of the blue blast, and he wasn't altogether sure he had completely rid himself of whatever drug that was the little hussy had used on him. So, he focused on each movement drawing the iron from his veins to maintain the appearance of complete control.

"We know who these fellows are, Lord Hood," Wyatt explained quietly. "Handing over the violin won't secure our lives. Fact is, these very bad men were willing to blow up the cruise liner to get it. In order to keep these very fine folk alive we've got to put them someplace where the mercenaries would never expect them to be.

"Our only chance of getting out of this is to fight. But what we've got is that old instrument, and an entire moon. Please trust me when I say tha' we're gonna do all tha' we can t' protect these people. Your help in gettin' them t' the caves an' keepin' them out of sight will go a long ways towards this end. We're doin' the best we can with Captain Havelock. Can I count on you, sir?"

(OOC: Will play out Hood's answer.)

Sung made his way inside Roc with an even stride that came a bit easier with every step. He was beginning to feel more like himself the closer he came to the bay, and that was encouraging. At least, as much as it could be considering the situation they were in.

“Cap’n," Wolf caught up with him just before the gangplank. "I was thinking it might be faster to bring the Roc to the parts then hauling them back here to her. If we use both shuttles to lift her and the mule and the vast manpower here to move her we could do it. While I gather the parts I need to get her Black worthy again you, Tess and John bring her here. On top of that if we get her and all the passengers there we only present one target rather then two and in that one target somewhere is this violin they want so bad so they will hopefully not shoot at it from the Black. With two targets they may do a 50-50 and destroy one as a message to hand it over and right now we need both.”

"You an' I were thinkin' along the same lines for the most part, Wolf." Wyatt stopped and looked up towards the pale sky. "We ain't movin' Roc though. We're gonna move the violin. We're gonna give them too many targets t' allow them t' consolidate their forces. We've got cameras we can take from Roc to get pictures o' the case in at least three locations. Get the cameras, an' one o' the cases. I don't much care which one, though if you can keep those that are obviously a bit more connected happy in the process, I'd appreciate it. You an' John are still performin' tha' miracle for me, but in gettin' you back there to help John, the Kid an' I will be joinin' you to take a few snapshots o' the case at the facility. Then, we'll take some more at another location, and more again at Roc. We'll broadcast wide from Roc these pictures so tha' the mercs'll pick them up along with a message tha' draws 'em in.

"You got any explosives? If not, we've a cargo bay full o' the makin's fer some."

(OOC: I seem to remember he does...)

"We'll pick out a shiny little hole at the facility that'll appear a good place t' defend. Only, we won't be there. Rig the place t' blow so any o' those merc types get sent there we don' have t' deal with here." Wyatt looked Wolf in the eye. "Any concerns, 'r questions?"

(OOC: Will address anything that comes up.)

Stepping inside Roc's belly, Sung caught up with Asher and Trish where he once again relayed his plan to divide and conquer. He tasked Asher with figuring out a good location to take some shots in the hills away from the caves, someplace they could get to in a reasonable amount of time, but which would require the mercenaries sent to that location some delay in reinforcing those sent to siege Roc. Trish would need to help secure the ship as much as possible, as Wyatt didn't want any more damage happening to Roc than need be. Wyatt quickly found Tess and asked her to keep a close eye on the sky, radar, all sensory equipment. It was vital that they weren't caught unawares. Then, he made his way to the room containing the "courier" who had previously been in possession of one of the cases.

"Miss," Sung removed his hat as he stepped inside the room, closing the door behind him without turning his back on the young woman. "I'm no' one t' beat about the issue, so here's how I see things: You are in possession of, or the knowledge of, one of these cases that has been causin' me an' my crew a whole lot o' issues. I've got a mess o' fine an' mighties t' deal with an' t' be frank, I don' have much patience left. I am askin' nice for you t' hand over the case, an' I don't much care whether it is truly yours 'r not at this point in time. Should we survive what's comin' I'll be happy t' help sort out ownership. But 'till then..."

Posted on 2013-09-01 at 22:13:14.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: I'm holding off posting again...

To make sure I don't run ahead of the game.

Posted on 2013-08-27 at 20:02:12.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: I've posted a continuance.

Yes. I have a plan. No. I don't plan on discussing it in this forum as it needs to be announced in character. Once the plan is announced in character I'll be happy to discuss it here.

I is sneaky.

Posted on 2013-08-13 at 22:52:33.

Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: LV-426, Emergency Landing Field, Outside rear of Rocinante, 8:30 am PT

The results of Wyatt’s spent shells wasn’t as impressive as he’d hoped, but it was a start, and it did get Hood on his feet and backing Sung’s play.

“My friends,” Lord Hood exclaimed. “We must listen to Captain Wyatt. He has gotten us through so far, we must be ready to do as he says to survive.”

As the crowd quieted Ash started in with an explanation of his findings that didn’t sit well with the captian, “That fits…. These Mercenary guys are the Heilong Commandos. They was in my Big Guns and Bigguns mag….. It said they started out square enough when the Browncoats took them into service, but they went bad quick. They was hunted down by the Purplebellies right quick and no one was the sorrier fer it. That was until that Black Bart Chung raised them from the dead 'bout three years back though. He took up right were the first group left off, but didn't even pretend to be square. They was killers then, and they is killers now. Theys 'bout as wanted as any group o' folk can be, but you know the Feds, can't find their own pi gu with both hands and a mirror. So how do ya'll 'spect them to find a set of killer what don't want to be found? It said if’n ya ever hear the Heilong is comin' ya way, you’s best find a way to git yerself gone or they'll spill your blood just fer breathin'. It even said that they gives the Reavers a bad name……………If’n we only gots three hours … we best get a wiggle on. "

Matherson cleared his throat on the coattails of the young gunman’s explanation, “Well these men seem to be looking for a fiddle of some value to be going through all this trouble and I can guarantee you it is not in that case.” He pointed to the musician holding the silver case. “Captain, My men and myself will offer whatever aid you wish, but I demand my case be returned to me, and you better talk to this pretty lady about where the other case is.” He said moving his finger to Beatrix Kiddo (Jessie).

The musician fumbled with the case until frustration took over, “This is not the case. I need my case back! It holds a Stradivarius! It is a violin from a supreme craftsman from Earth-that-was. There are only two in existence. It is so valuable that people would have killed for it back on Earth, making it worth, “ Justin looks around at everyone staring at him and the bodies at your feet, “More than all our lives together. By Buddha, they are after the Stradivarius and I don't know where it is now!"

As everyone turned to gawk at the young woman with whom Wyatt had conversed briefly with before the whole thing blew up, Captain Sung turned to look out towards the hills a thoughtful look in his steely blue eyes.

“What?” Beatrix declared innocently when people looked at her, “Don’t look at me; Do you see a violin?” She lifted her hands to show that she didn’t even have a case. “How do we know it isn’t in that case after all?” she said, then turned to Matherson, “You seem awfully concerned with that case and getting it back. How do we know your aren’t involved in this conspiracy?”

The woman playing Beatrix made sure her voice was loud enough to carry to the panicky passengers around them who no doubt were wondering about something that people were willing to kill an entire ship full of rich passengers to get. But Wyatt’s thoughts were elsewhere. He scanned the distant hills where scans had shown caves upon first arriving on the moon. Then his eyes flicked over towards the buildings John was still at.

“Think about it people,” Beatrix said to the assembled people, crew and passengers alike, “that Merc ship got here awfully fast, it had to have been in the area. Hell it could have been what caused the ship’s distress. Of course, attack the ship and cause an evacuation knowing that the crew would try and get the musicians off the ship with the violin.

"I think I read, in a brochure or something back on ship, that the Violin was on loan for this special Cruise performance. I bet the owner of such a priceless artifact would have loads of insurance on it. What better way to collect the insurance and ensure the return of his precious violin than to send a ship of Mercs to hijack it en route, then destroy the ship and all survivors once the violin was recovered?"

When the woman paused for a moment Wyatt turned to look at the ship, and then back towards the hills, before she continued, “I say we open that case, if you can Sir, and show everyone here if it is the thing putting their lives in danger.”

The idea fully formulated in his brainpan, Wyatt turned back to the woman and motioned her inside Roc with a wave of his shotgun. “You there. We’re gonna have a talk in a bit, an’ we’ll get to the bottom of this whole case luh suh in due time, that I promise. You sir,” Sung turned his attention to Mr. Matheson. “An’ yer men, might come in handy here in a bit, but as with the young miss here, there appears to be somethin’ of an interestin’ connection between y’all an’ that which has brought such distress t’ me an’ mine. So, if’n ya want t’ be helpful, you’ll take up temporary quarters inside my ship an’ be ready t’ converse when the time comes. An’ you, musician, you’ll be doin’ the same. Asher, see to it they’re all comfortable in different quarters fer the time being.

“Lord Hood,” Wyatt turned to the gentleman who was being so helpful. “I’d take it kindly if’n you could help see t’ Havelock. He’s a brave man an’ he’ll not be dyin’ today. Once yer done helpin’ make sure he’s comfortable, I’d appreciate one more act of kindness.

“Them mercs are like t’ come back, an’ I don’ want none of these here kind, good folk, under fire like they was last time. There’s some caves a ways off that direction. I’m askin’ you t’ lead these good people there, an’ keep them safe ‘til we send word that it’s safe t’ come back.” Turning to the crowd of people Wyatt called out loudly, “Now, I know it ain’t somethin’ comfortable that I’m askin’ y’all t’ do, but it is the safest thing. Once I’m done speakin’ with this fine fella here, I’ll be askin’ him and his men to take their guns along with Lord Hood here t’ offer y’all what protection can be had.”

Turning away from the group, Wyatt met Ma’s eyes briefly. One of the stable aspects of his life, when she looked pointedly at the silver case that the musician held, he paid attention. She wanted to know what was in that case, and Sung felt the same way. They had precious time to put his plan into play, but whatever lay inside the cases that these mercs were killing for could possibly come into play. He had to know what it was, and he was done playing.

“Wolf!” Wyatt called out loudly. “John’s waitin’ on ya, an’ Time isn’t a friend o’ ours right now. I want those parts back t’ Roc sooner rather than later. I’m expectin’ a miracle. Make sure you pass that on t’ John when ya see ‘im next.

“All righ’, Havelock needs t’ be moved to the infirmary, so let’s be ‘bout it.”

Posted on 2013-08-13 at 22:45:43.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: I've wanted a CHP for some time.

But... I live in the West, so I can just carry the holstered weapon on my hip, and have.

I've added to my post. Roger, let me know if I need to change anything. I'll use some plot points if I have to, and Influence/Leadership...whatever skill you deem correct.

Posted on 2013-08-07 at 22:56:54.
Edited on 2013-08-07 at 23:11:53 by Bromern Sal

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Didn't see the remainder of the post for some reason.

I was reading it and preparing my post on my phone. Must've missed the last portion where heads explode.

Point: Unless Wyatt thinks they can unload the armor, he won't condone taking it. No use bringing additional trouble to the ship.

Heads popping usually equals very bad things. I like where Cathy is going with the thought concerning the radio though. I'll try to have an addition to my post to round it out soon.

Popping heads...

Posted on 2013-08-07 at 17:04:37.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: I posted.

I didn't take it too far into the future, but I believe I've given cause for some reaction.

Posted on 2013-08-05 at 23:34:29.

Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: A mess o' cattle...

“Easy, it is over… for now.”

Wyatt blinked away the confusion and swallowed the sick feeling that clung to his insides like moss to the north side of a tree. His arms and legs felt like they were encased in gelatin making them difficult to move, and the fog that surrounded his brain wasn't clearing fast enough for his taste. Slowly twisting to the side, the captain wobbled on his elbow for a moment as he tried to push the metallic taste of electricity from his mouth with his tongue.

"You think you won? You bought yourself three hours, maybe four at most. Wilson will bring the others, no escape for you hun dan meddlers, fiddle will be ours soon enough. Mark my words, the Boss is in too deep to let this go, he’ll kill all of you to get that treasure.”

Groaning a bit, Wyatt Sung pushes himself to his hands and knees, and then just his knees. Finding his Colt, the captain struggles further to his feet where he sways a bit before blinking back the dizziness. Once he's stable on his feet, Sung bends slowly again and retrieves his hat; placing it on his head low over his brow.

Dillan laughed hysterically, "The Heilong are coming! You'll wish for reavers! You hear me! You'll wish for reavers!!"

Giving the young lady he'd had a brief conversation with before all hell broke loose, Wyatt carefully strided over to where the poser of a marshall was apparently off his rocker. Crouching gingerly in front of the man, Wyatt Sung drew his Colt and placed the barrel just between the man's eyebrows. The sound of the weapon readying itself accented the steely expression on the captain's face.

"You brought Tian Fuhn Di Fu t' me an' mine, Dillon," Sung said in a dangerous and low tone. "I'm gonna open your brainpan and dispose of wha's inside like it was spoiled foodstuffs in about three seconds. You got that long, you Cheong Bao Ho Tze Wong ba Duhn, t' make me think twice.


As Dillon laughs he suddenly stops as his head spasms unnaturally, his eye explode out of the sockets and blood spews out of his nose and mouth as he too falls dead before you.

This proves to be too much strain for the passengers of the cruise line and blind panic takes hold. Some run to Rocinante's Hold, while others just run without rhyme or reason and many are just crying about dying on this rock and no hope for survival.

(OOC: This obviously makes some assumptions.)

Wyatt felt that his reaction to the exploding head was quiet acceptable. With the ichor from the interior of Dillon's cranium dripping from the brim of his hat, running down his cheeks, and dangling from his goatee, Captain Sung clenched his jaw, and slowly wiped his face in a downward motion before slinging the goo to the dirt. He felt nauseous. Very, very nauseous. Breathing in deeping through his nose, he rose to his feet and righted himself inside. He had to swallow the bile back and fight off the dizziness that still remained from whatever that was that knocked him out.

"That went well," he muttered as he turned to survey the panicked crowd. "How Wrin Bu Lai, Whai Wrin Bu Jwo (Things never go smooth)."

Finding his shotgun lying nearby, Wyatt walked over and picked it up. Turning to the freaked out mass, he pointed the shotgun up and at a slight angle before pulling the trigger resulting in a powerful boom.

"Go Hwong Tong (Enough of this nonsense)!" Firing another shell into the air, the captain looked about and declared in his most authoritative voice, "Calm down and gather about. Now."

Posted on 2013-08-05 at 23:33:51.
Edited on 2013-08-07 at 23:10:21 by Bromern Sal

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: I'll post...

I'll try to post later. It might be something like:

Wyatt wakes up...groggy...pissed...and confused. He accidentally shoots Marshall Dillon.

Posted on 2013-08-05 at 19:13:35.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: I was hoping to shoot someone in the head again...

Maybe I'll still have the opportunity.

Posted on 2013-07-26 at 18:49:47.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Giddy says he's working on a post.

I informed him last night that he was the hold up, and he says he's been working on a post. I'll remind him again today.

Posted on 2013-07-23 at 17:53:20.

Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: LV-426, Emergency Landing Field by Rocinante 8:21 am PT

“On the ship! No. No way! I ain’t buying it fancy pants.” He growled at Justin who was still standing there. “On the ship now! Or I kill you and take the case dohn ma?”

The musician stepped towards the ship as compliant as a well-trained dog, and for a moment Wyatt felt that things might end without a lot of lead flying. Unfortunately, that wasn’t in the cards. Three by three; good fortune and bad...a piece of the gorram earth, flung by a (OOC: Crazy dog in love with its own feces) Ai Chr jze Se Duh Fohn Diang Gho, struck the marshall on the head and the captain’s hope for a somewhat peaceful resolution that would have allowed him time to plan Willow’s rescue was shattered.

“GORRAM HELL!” Marshall Dillon reeled in pain and brought his machine pistol to bear blindly on the crowd and Wyatt. “Scrag them. Property damage! NOW!”

Wyatt had no idea that behind him, Matherson had set his henchmen into action. His focus was on the problem before him, and that the troublesome Ms. Portia was presenting a bit of a problem in dealing with the marshall and his men being persistent in retaining her position between them and the captain.

The crowd was in chaos almost instantly. It was as though someone had held up a sign that read “scream, run, push, or just stand there like a (OOC: fool) Sa Gwa.” Yet, as bouncy as they all were, Wyatt kept focused on the man before him. He didn’t like killing a lawman, but something about being a crooked, bought lawman gave the captain an excuse. He had his shotgun in hand, but didn’t want to risk Portia as collateral from the spread, so that was dropped, quickly and fluidly as he skinned his Colt and drew down on the Marshall. Body armor was bound to be a problem, so Wyatt was aiming for the head...the head of the man, the head of the snake.

On either side of the marshall the Alliance soldiers were taking action, but Wyatt’s focus was to put a slug in Dillon’s brainpan, so he barely pays attention as the first guard dropped prone to open fire on the crowd. The other attempted to push Willow on the ground so he could fire over her and hold her down with his booted foot.

Squeezing the trigger, Wyatt hopes to end another man’s life for the sake of those that are under his protection.

Posted on 2013-07-17 at 20:28:22.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: I read the post last night...

So, I've tried to put some thought into the actions. Unfortunately, chaos is chaos and fun will be fun. Giddy is out of town until Sunday, so he won't be able to post until then. I hope that isn't a problem.

Posted on 2013-07-17 at 20:11:12.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Cathy made me do it.

Cathy's post (50-hours a week!!! Ouch!) made me have to post for Wyatt again.

Posted on 2013-07-15 at 03:00:37.

Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: Oh! Hell no!

Having heard Willow's offer, Wyatt's blood froze nearly as solid as the ice on the dark side of a moon. His head jerked as he tossed a very telling look at his medic and friend.

"Ai Yah Tien Ah," (merciless hell) Wyatt exclaimed before turning back to the marshal. "Willow's Lai Huh Moh Sheong Tze Tian Uh Zoh (desires above one's social position). You wanna make certain you got no trouble from the crew, you take me. I may not be as pretty, but I can pull off the wearing of a fine hat, and I guarantee I won't talk as much."

There was injured on board could use Willow's attention, and Wyatt would be damned if he allowed his friend to walk into such a situation as that.

Posted on 2013-07-15 at 02:58:00.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Um

Stay on target. Stay on target.

Posted on 2013-07-14 at 20:56:59.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Sports?

There ain't no sports in the 'Verse. Is there?

Posted on 2013-07-13 at 22:02:29.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Unfortunately...

I wouldn't count on Connor to play. He has shown about as much interest in this as he has shown in anything that requires he remove his nose from a book. Which is to say, very little at best. Sorry about that.

Posted on 2013-07-12 at 18:29:04.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: !

"Somebody wake up Hicks."

Posted on 2013-07-05 at 16:20:23.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: I have posted and it should help others proceed.

Good action! Loving this, Roger.

Posted on 2013-07-03 at 19:55:04.

Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: LV-426, Emergency Landing Field 8:15 am PT

“Whoa. Relax Captain. Just doing what I’ve been told.” Dillon replied looking around him at the crowd forming, it was clearly putting him on edge to have so many people close up to him. He raised his hands and called out in a loud voice, “CAN I ASK EVERYONE TO TAKE A FEW STEPS BACK PLEASE!!!”

Wyatt didn’t bother looking to see if the refugees obeyed the marshal’s words. He was pretty sure that in the face of a possible rescue they were only going to follow instructions on how to board an evacuation ship. Sure as snow in winter the crowd shuffled around a bit, but no one really moved.

Suddenly Willow swayed into Lord Hood causing him to exclaim in a concerned manner, "Miss Willow? Are you unwell?"

Wyatt’s blue eyes moved quickly and briefly to register Willow’s play. He knew the ship’s doctor wasn’t a weak woman, and wouldn’t likely be faint in any situation, let alone one such as this. Deductive reasoning put her move (which he missed and was just catching the aftermath of) as some sort of move to ease the tension, or draw attention away from the something, and focus the marshall’s on her. Whatever it was, it took just a peripheral glance for the captain to determine that she was, in fact, all right.

"No, no, I'm fine, Lord Hood, just remembering the last moments before the ship blew. So many brave crew members, bringing out passengers....and running back in to save more! It was just horrible, wasn't it, Lord Hood,“ Willow dabbed at her eyes delicately, even as her voice rose slightly," I don't think a single crew member made it onto our ship. I do hope some made it onto the lifeboats. We did see some clear the blast, didn't we, Captain?"

“I don’t recall none of the crew stepping aboard, Mei Mei,” Wyatt responded dryly playing along.

“Look here Captain, I don’t have time for this,“ Marshall Dillon curtly interrupted. He appeared to be looking past Willow’s ruse and nervously eyeballing the fine citizens. “I need the first violin player and I need him here now! He’ll have a case on him and trust me when I say, he is very important, Dohn ma?”

Before Wyatt could respond a voice from the crowd called out, “That would be me sir!” A small man clutching a silver case to his chest stepped forward with Sifu following him closely, “Trust me Captain Sung, the Marshall is correct. What I carry is very valuable.”

“Mei Wen Ti,” Wyatt responded while making absolutely no other movement than to turn his head slightly.

Marshall Dillon stepped forward to approach the Musician but at that moment Portia Amber moved out of the crowd to come right in front and stopped him in his tracks.”What do you mean you are here for some useless fiddle player! There is no way that I and my daughter are staying on this dirtball for a minute longer. You will transport us to the nearest civilized outpost immediately, do you hear me! Do you know who I am?”


Dillon’s backhand across Portia’s face caused blood to gush from her nose. She spun about with the impact, and would have fallen to the ground if the Marshall didn’t grab her in mid spin and draw her to his side; gun now in hand pressed to Portia’s temple. The two guards immediately drop to the ground in prone positions, one ready to fire into the crowd, the other trained directly on Lord Hood and Willow.

“OKAY!” Marshall Dillon bellowed. “YOU! Maestro! Get on my ship now! Everyone else, Stay where you are!!! Anyone goes hero on me or gets me and my men hurt, and I blast that piece of Go Sa to bits and leave you here to die. NOW MOVE!”

Wyatt blinked nonchalantly and looked at the marshall as though he were completely unconcerned. “Ain’t no one here about to play hero, Dillon. I got no concerns ‘cept getting my boat back in the sky. So, you aren’t gonna receive no trouble from me and mine at this point. Ain’t no need to take the Shao Jeh in such a rough manner though. Why not leave her be so as her daughter don’t give me no more trouble?”

Wyatt prayed that his crew would see him standing calm and not do anything rash. And though his thoughts were drifting about to various prayers to Buddha, his crew’s actions, and unfortunate possibilities, his exterior was calm, cool, and relaxed in appearance.

"Willow, Mei Mei," Wyatt said softly. "Perhaps Ma can see to your sensibilities seeing as how you're feeling faint an' all."

Remembering Trish's penchant for dealing with hostage situations the hard way, Wyatt suddenly felt a sense of urgency towards making sure the ex-actress was on her best behavior. He hoped Willow could play it out well enough to gain a leave of absence.

Posted on 2013-07-03 at 19:52:56.
Edited on 2013-07-05 at 18:21:41 by Bromern Sal

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: In this particular case...

I don't plan on misbehaving.

Posted on 2013-07-03 at 19:27:37.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: I have two possible players...

My eldest boys are both good writers and have experience role-playing. I might be able to convince them to join the fun if you'd like me to try.

Posted on 2013-06-25 at 18:52:32.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Thanks Roger.

Welcome back Tann.

I remember another of Roger's games where voices ended up turning into quite the problem... "hashtag" trending voices.

Oh. If my gorram mechanic and technician get blowed sky high without fixing Roc...I'm gonna find yer afterlife an' pull yer screaming arses back t' this mudball t' finish the job.

Posted on 2013-06-20 at 19:05:11.
Edited on 2013-06-22 at 00:18:43 by Bromern Sal


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