Format borrowed (and modified) from Redjack's Shadowrun game.

Posting Colors
- - "Speech color=cyan, optionally enclosed in quotes"
- - <Waves (vocal) color=violet>
- - <<Waves (text) color=lime>> also signs or "written documents" (without angle brackets, optionally enclosed in quotes)
- - Thoughts color=darkkhaki and in italics
- - Memories, flashbacks, dreams color=silver and in italics
- - Scene Headings = orange and bold
Feel free to use PMs as needed as well for clarifications or covert details.

Dice Rolling
Please use http://invisiblecastle.com/rolldice.py.
For campaign name, please use "Keep Flying" Note: Please capitalize the "K and the F" and spell "Flying" correctly. For your character name, use whatever your character is called in everyday conversation (i.e. Casey, Gatlin, ect.) The only rolls I will reserve are perception rolls. By knowing if the character botches or the degree of success, then strategic information may be given away. All other rolls will be made by the players.

NPC's
Do not assume the actions/reactions of major NPC's (i.e Badger). You can take reasonable artistic liberties with minor NPCs, but please PM me first if you engage in extended dialog. In the case of assumptions of time passed in travel, NPC reactions, etc I may ask for an edit. In the end, I will try not to impact your creativity where your post doesn't impact my world view.

Time away from the board
We have set our expected post frequency at two posts per week. Just like in the 'Verse, things don't always go smooth, though. If a player will be away from the board for more than a few days, please post in the OOC thread, and give us a heads up. PM me instructions on how you character will act, and I can NPC her(or him) so that the game can continue with your pre-submitted instructions.

First Actions
Provide a basic description of the appearance of your character. You can provide more details as time goes on. Some of your characters know each other and some don't. Work those details out in OOC before we get started.

IC Thread

--TO BE CONTINUED--

Basic Campaign Information

Active Players
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Redjack - Jacob Braylock - captain of the Jade Pearl (Hero of Canton worshipper)
Meriss - John James Santiago - disgraced noble (the Face)
Divine Virus - Bruce Cruickshank - engineer/medic (man mountain)
Donum Moriarty Michael Hicks - weapons specialist
CrazyTao - Autumn Moon Tsan - doctor/computer expert
Thanee - Tatjana 'Qiang Wei' Ivanova - unarmed combat expert
Karaden - Fae Rokurou - brash pilot
ravensoracle - Hal Gatlin - pilot (gruff War vet, second in command of the Pearl)

Inactive
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Dirtz - Casey Underhill gunslinger/rough and tumble hired help (Jayne type)

GM Character
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Li Kao - Ship's cook on the Jade Pearl; a buddhist pilgrim with a shadowy past (Kung Fu master? seems to be ex-military)

NPC's/LOCATIONS/SHIPS
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Number Ten Ox - a large dog currently residing with Li Kao at the impound yard. A Himalayan Mountain Dog (or Tibetan Mastiff - they look sort of like a St. Bernard-sized Chow) He's only 8-10 months old and he is already huge. Presumably, Ox was the last born (and largest) of ten puppies.

The Jade Pearl- An old spaceship named by Li Kao after the Princess of Birds, a forgotten minor deity in an old folk tale from Earth that Was.

Badger - Badger operates as a crimelord of sorts, with "offices" in the Eavesdown Docks area on Persephone. He speaks with a heavy 'east-end' accent that identifies him as a native of Dyton Colony. Although he is primarily active on Persephone, he keeps connections in many different places. (from FireflyWiki.org)

Persephone - A civilized planet with heavily stratified societal structure (and, as a result, a large slum population). The Eavesdown Docks are located here, a lower-class slum used for planetside docking of less well-to-do craft, and Badger's base of operations. Shepherd Book had been living on Persephone at the Southdown Abbey. Persephone has a local monarchy. Nobility is indicated by wearing a sash. Persephone's name comes from Greek mythology as the name of the "Queen of the Underworld".

Tatjana 'Qiang Wei' Ivanova

Tatjana is a young woman of russian origin, standing a bit over five and a half feet tall with a slender and athletic body, lithe and graceful. She has waist-long auburn hair worn in a single braid and green eyes.
Most often, she wears a traditional chinese white linen tunic with green embroiderings and matching pants, but has also been seen in more typical casual clothes. A simple shoulder-bag contains most of her belongings.
Her attractive appearance and unusual choice of chinese clothes make her stand out in a crowd. Her manners are friendly and outgoing. When she speaks english, her accent is clearly noticable, but her russian and chinese are both fluent.
Tatjana carries herself in a self-confident fashion and knows very well how to handle herself when the situation gets rougher. She is a highly skilled martial artist, a lot more capable than her appearance might suggest on first glance. Somehow she manages to end up in these kinds of situations more often than she would prefer, but sometimes by choice, since she has a rather protective streak and is fiercely devoted to helping those in the need.

Captain Jacob Braylock

Jacob Braylock, captain of the Jade Pearl, is an average looking man who fails to stand out in a crowd. What he lacks in first impressions, Jacob compensates for when he swings into action. He stares down death with stead-fast, grim determination and has a knack of pulling things out of the pan before it all goes into the fire. He is fiercely loyal to his crew and can't stand to see the underdog trampled.

His friends and foes alike both agree that Jacob flirts with that fine line separating bravery and insanity, though. Both his loyalty and his penchant for chivalry carry him from one scrape to the next. He has been known to utter the phrase, 'What would Jayne do?' and is known for a small, clay statue of a man he keeps on the helm of the ship.

All that aside, when the chips are down, most would agree that Jacob is one of those men you want fighting alongside you... unless you are a paper-pushing bureaucrat. Then he's the last on the list.

Michael Hicks - Security

Some folks call him "Mikey", "Michael", or "Mike", but most just call him "Hicks". He's a quiet and soft-spoken fella, keeps to himself for the most part, though he does not outright avoid company, and is extremely polite around others.

Hicks doesn't talk about his past much, but he is openly loyal to the captain, and expresses great personal interest in seeing the Jade Pearl released back into the captain's hands.

Hicks looks to be an athletic man in his mid 20's, about 5'11", with short sandy-brown hair and green eyes. He keeps his living space extremely well-kept and tidy. He shaves once in awhile, which makes him look much younger. But sometimes he lets the facial hair go for a few days. He normally dresses in black or olive-drab combat fatigue trousers, the legs tucked into the tops of his combat boots. He usually wears a black t-shirt, and sometimes wears a plain black baseball-cap.

He enjoys sparring with Li Kao in his free-time, and while skilled and sometimes challenging for the cook, Li is obviously his superior in the martial arts.

Hicks also enjoys hobbies such as, "Disassembling and reassembling a pistol while hanging upside-down, blindfolded". He also enjoys reading, whether it's a pulp-novel, a news flyer, or a comic book. Exercising is also something he can often be found doing, and if the time and opportunity presents itself, he enjoys taking target practice.

A picture of what I envision him to look like, roughly:

http://members.tripod.com/~biehnteam/c.jpg

Dr. Autumn Moon Tsan

Is an unknown and "recommendation" by Badger.
She perches on top of about 100 lbs of hermetically sealed cases labeled 'medical supplies'.

She is definitely not someone you would forget once you see her, her features are Asian, with almond-shaped parrot green eyes.
Her hair is also red, but bright and coppery swept up off her neck and face into a complicated knot on the back. Her skin is almost inhumanly flawless but the well-made and fasionable glasses she wears distracts from that and gives her a bookish countenance. She is leggy, curvaceous and certainly doesn't look particularly strong or used to hard living. Her clothes are wrinkled but very fine quality and speaks of the Core Worlds, as do her manicured hands and perfect teeth. She looks to be in her 20s at least you think she does, if you can get past looking at her legs. She's about 5'8" and probably about 135 dripping wet. All in all she is a beautiful and rather exotic looking specimen but she has none of the predatory nature or casual competance with it that bespeaks of a companion or one used to using it. More like she hangs her looks from her as one might hang an advertising board trying to sell its breakfast special, it is utilitarian and nothing more.

The look on her face is set to an attempt to look hardened, which isn't very convincing. She is probably in the middle of being disillusioned about life out on the rim but she has set herself to a grim determination to face it and if possible conquer it. You don't know what she can do or if you even want her around yet, but Badger says you're like to need someone to patch you up where you're headed and assures you she can do it. It seems she's content to work for a place on a ship that keeps to the outer reaches and will help you retreive it in exchange for a place in the crew and no questions asked. She even brought her own tools and enough supplies for a month to outfit a clinic. She ignores any looks and seems busy with a small book like object in her lap where you can see her fingers typing or manipulating empty air.

Picture of Dr. Tsan http://steedt.tripod.com/

Li Kao

Little is known about this man, other than he is the ship's cook aboard the Jade Pearl, and due to a clerical error he is officially listed as essential equipment rather than part of the crew. Li Kao was already aboard the Pearl cooking rice when Jacob Braylock took possesion of the craft, and he's been there ever since. He is a devout Buddhist, and has taken of the secondary role as a ship's chaplain of sorts.

Li Kao is an unimposing 1.75 meters tall, with dark hair and brown eyes. He has a powerful, yet agile build, hardened from years of martial arts training. Li Kao has a pleaseant demeanor and a nearly omnipresent smile, that tends to make people underestimate his abilities. Kao does not speak of his past, and no known records of him exist. He has an accent similar to those native to Sinhon.

Kao recently purchased a Tibetan Mastiff puppy that he has named Number Ten Ox, after the hero in a story his grandfather used to tell. Ox is presumably the last born and largest of ten puppies, if the tale told by the drifter who sold him the dog is to be believed.

Li Kao looks vaguely like this ==> Jackie Chan from Shanghai Noon

John James "JJ" Santiago

JJ needs off world in fair hurry so he paid Badger his last bit of credit to get out.

Appearence
JJ stands about five feet and seven inches. He stands with an easy athletic grace and a trim figure. He wears a somewhat arrogant expression on his face with his rich black hair framing his face. He wears a timeworn neosilk suit and carries his defensive cane proudly.

Personality
JJ is tricky, lying, lecherous bastard and he knows it. He's grandly proud of his cussed disregard for the rules and society in general. He tends towards making grand gestures and not following through. Despite his flexible morals, he actually has a set of rules he lives by. What they are he refuses to specify.

I posted a link to the IC thread in the first post of this thread. I need one more character sheet I think but everything looks good.

1 pack of ordinary Core World smokes cost 1 credit. Local crappy cigarettes cost from .1 credits and up, but you get what you pay for.

The Jade Pearl is a 02 series Firefly. Serenity was a 03 series. Stats are pending.

If anyone wants to do something before the meeting with Badger, let me know before posting in IC. It's probably 8:00 am or so and the meeting is at noon.

Perfect, thank you.

And how much for a semi expensive lighter. (Cause the non smoker fergot the basic tools of the smoker)

Let's say 5 credits for a nice stainless steel one unless you want a platinum one (15 credits)... but that would just be inviting a knife in the ribs in the Eavesdown Docks.

Every one has 6 plot points to start.

1 Bonus plot point for a 1-3 paragraph story in OOC (or PM if covert/secret) on how your character spent the previous night in the location indicated by the IC thread. CrazyTao you can decide if Autumn Moon's ship landed last night or this morning...


In case you missed it, here is the IC Thread => Keep Flyin' IC Thread

Still thinking on my introduction, though I have some ideas already; will post when it is a bit more solid...

Bye
Thanee

Jacob Braylock Prologue

(In a spoiler simply to restrict thread growth)

Why don't you post that in the IC?

EDIT:


Ok, I see why... totally missed that part.

Bye
Thanee

Nice touch. Me likes. Plot Point for Jacob. I'll post Li Kao's previous evening after the debate tonight.

Farewell My Fair Ladies

She had spent most of the voyage avoiding the gaze and the hands of various members of the crew trying to hide as much as possible behind her profession and her sense of professionalism. The Captain of of the ship, however, had finally cornered her not 18 hours out of Persephone. The ship was the worst she had ever been in, but the "My Fair Ladies" flew and it got her that much further from the Core. Not that different from the ship itself, Captain Quintain Jeffers was a man of nostalgia and an odd chauvinism. She hadn't had any real problems onboard and she supposed she had him to thank for it it was the way of thanking that had to be negotiated.

"Dr. Ma'am ahm sure glad we had a chance to help you out to this private clientele meeting of yours. I am sure your gentleman will be mighty happy to see you an all your fancey equipment."

The doctor was up against a bulkhead looking into the man's eyes as both his hands rested on either side of her cutting off escape. She knew nothing like this would happen in her own clinic back home. She put a fairly bland expression on her face but a polite smile.

"Thank you Captain Jeffers for the quick and efficient service you have provided. My client will be most pleased and I'll make sure to mention your name, perhaps more passengers can be sent your way." She tried to wriggle a bit to the left but found it blocked.

"Ah, yes Dr. Ma'am I was hopin you noticed how efficient we was, I was thinkin perhaps a bonus was in store and ah know just the thing that could make us friends forever."

A myriad of thoughts tumbled through her head each more lewd and lurid than the next sending mental shudders through her head. She needed to keep her last bit of money to herself, no telling when she'd need medcine or different passage where she was going, or how long it would be until that underground contact finally called her up. She took a deep breath and calmed herself. Perhaps if she came at it from a position of strength...

"Friends are always good to have, Captain, in fact if your crew could watch my cargo when we land I'd consider it a very friendly gesture. I wouldn't want anything to happen to the medicine that truly is needed for my client." The Captain looked like that could be worked out and nodded. The Doctor continued, "Now what sort of recompense do you think I might be able to help you with?"

5 hours to landing on Persephone

The crew had heard grunts and a few shrieks coming from the aft rooms where the medical passenger was and noted the Captain was gone that entire time. Curious enough to stick around the halls they wondered what was happening behind the doors. Things had been quiet for the last half an hour.

The Doctor peeled off her gloves and sighed. She was exhausted. They had been at it all night, his insistance to keep going no matter what, despite the pain, even when things got raw, and so she had.

It certainly wasn't her best work as she had never been an artist of that kind but even she admitted it wasn't bad. She got out a mirror and unfolded it for him to look. The Captain took the bit of leather belt out of from between his teeth and looked back. There among the angry red skin was a rather large and exhuberant tattoo with a picture of his "gal" on Persephone. She was sitting in the same pose as she had in the picture she had sent him nine months ago, in garters, a corset and black curls, the smile on her face a pure advertisement to licentiousness. Beneath the figure, done in ink shot into his pores, was a large scroll work in script with the letters Bonnie Sue on it.

The Captain passed out with a rapturous and satisfed look on his face. She sanitized the skin so it would heal properly and wearily put away her instruments. She had just enough time to grab a sponge bath and pack everything tight before landing, she just hoped he remembered the promise to send someone to guard her baggage. Covering up the Captain's body and tucking a pillow beneath him she staggered out of the door and into her tiny private quarters to the smirks of some of the crew.[/color]

Excellent story. Point for the Doc.

The crew of the Jade Pearl were stranded. Without the ship, they were effectively stuck on the planet Persephone. A real shit-hole, but Hicks had seen worse.

"Stay out of sight - and out of trouble," the Captain had said. Hicks didn't need to be told twice. He sat on the edge of a fixture that some might call a 'bed', as he dismantled his pistol, and re-assembled it again. He did it a second time - faster. He did it a third time. Then a fourth, each time finishing the process by slamming the magazine upward into the handle with an audible 'click'.

Safety off. Point. Breathe. Brace. Shoot.

'Click'.

The mag was empty, of course, as was usual when Hicks gave his weapons his usual TLC.

He sighed. He could hear the sounds of a rowdy night-life in the surrounding neighborhood. Screams of anger, lust, surprise, and mischief mixed with music from somewhere. Every now and then, there were even a few gunshots.

He tensed with each gunshot that he heard. Not close enough to be directed at him, of course, but who knew what the crazy locals were capable of?

The Captain would come up with a plan, he knew, and he owed it to the Captain to hang around and help him out as much as he could. Afterall, the Captain had taken a big chance on him, and Hicks wasn't about to pay that back by abandoning Braylock on this planet.

He considered going out to find the Captain, talk with him a bit maybe. Hicks would like the company. But the Captain had said to lay low, keep out of sight, keep out of trouble. Hell, the Captain was probably holed-up in his own room somewhere, planning his next move.

Hicks then wondered where Li Kao might be staying. Perhaps they could spar? Bah, probably not this late in the evening.

Bruce and Hal were probably out bar-hopping. That just wasn't Hicks' style, though. But at least he somewhat knew those two, and he half-wished he knew where they were.

He sighed again, resigned to an evening in his dilapidated hotel room, until finally he would go to sleep.

Slide. Pull. Push.

'Click'.

Another good story. Plot Point for Hicks.

Eavesdown Docks Impound Yard - September 30, 2519 - 11:17 PM - Li Kao and Number Ten Ox Prologue

Tatjana Ivanova Prologue



(Repost from IC - thought we should post the 'prologue' there... edited the IC post to the current day instead. )

Good idea. Point for Tatjana.

Gray you'll have to forgive me I'm a bit of a newb to this system. That roll we spoke of, whats the dice pool?

That would be Willpower + Influence (or Persuasion if you have the specialty).

Here is an example roll... Number Ten Ox is smelling the thugs closing in on the Jade Pearl (Average = 7)

Ox's Perception Roll He got an 8 so he is successful

Ah brilliant, thank you.

So roll the first 1d8+1d10=11

Roll the second. (Because JJ is a nosy, nosy little bastard) 1d8+1d4=5

I sent you a PM on the first roll. Here is a spoiler for the second roll.

MIA
Dirtz - Casey Underhill gunslinger/rough and tumble hired help (Jayne type)
ravensoracle - Hal Gatlin - pilot (gruff War vet, second in command of the Pearl)

Any word from the two MIA? I didn't expect to see Dirtz as MIA..?

Last time I heard from ravensoracle was September 22... last time he logged in was September 23.

Dirtz on the other hand? He is also MIA from you Shadowrun game. But it says he logged in on Sunday, October 5th.

Hmm... good question. Can't you send them an e-mail via the forum?

Bye
Thanee

I will send one to ravensoracle, but he needs to log in to read it. I did send like two to Dirtz, and left a message on his cell Saturday morning.

Just a quick update. RL has crept up on ravensoracle, so he will not be able to join us at this time. Hal Gatlin is truly MIA. In game, his room is empty, but some of his things are still there, and there are signs of a struggle. Looks like Jacob has to fly the ship. Li Kao can co-pilot, but he's nowhere near as good as Jacob. Li Kao also has more than enough leadership skills to be first mate, but he would only act in times of crisis and then go back to being the cook. He would not accept the title of first mate either, preferring that one of the new crew members grows into the role. Being a civilian transport, I do not see an issue.

I'll keep trying to hail Dirtz. Unless something catastrophic happened, I think I know where he is.

@Thanee: Not all of the monks and nuns have taken a vow of silence, so you may talk to some of them if you want to.

Good point.

Bye
Thanee

I heard from Dirtz. He's having some RL issues, so his character (Casey Underhill) will be joining us at a later date. Casey will be making a brief guest appearance as an NPC at breakfast.

Results of the Perception rolls from the Diner Scene

Jacob


Hicks


Bruce

Info on the local node...

Dr. Tsan

I'd love to know how you guys do those spoiler things. I've tried with the hidden text and it didn't come off at all!

Here is her hacking roll, I think she's just too tired at this point to do much.

For node hacking roll (1d12=3, 1d12=2)

You can simply quote a post, that contains the code (i.e. the one from Gray above yours) to see how it is done...

In this case you just put...



...around the text.

Bye
Thanee

Dr. Tsan


All: For your listening pleasure:
The "Fruity Oaty Bars" song
"The Ballad of Serenity"

Welcome back from the outage.

Thanks.

*ahem*

Forward:
For sanities sake, since Fae tends to mix in Japanese curses with the standard Chinese ones, I'll underline Japanese, and italicize Chinese. The two languages are different enough it is usually easy enough to tell the difference when spoke, though her constant switching and other's unfamiliarity with Japanese can lead to confusion.


Description:
Fae's ancestry is of a great mixing, as is so common in the 'verse. She is a bit taller then average, standing at maybe 5'8" and her skin is a light tan. These traits contrast original thoughts of heritage as her eyes have the slight slant of oriental decent, though with sharp blue irises, combined with the fuller lips of someone more western. Whatever her exact ancestry, it has merged together well in Fae, her brown hair flowing down to the small of her back, framing a face that the most begrudging would call 'cute', and the more smitten would call 'angelic'. Her thin curvy body likewise tends to draw comments in the range of 'fine' to 'damn fine'. What she chooses to cover her body with varies often, though it is usually something that has that perfect mix of revealing to catch the eye, and cover to keep it wondering. Tank tops are a favorite of hers, often leaving her midriff bare.


The night before:
"Another night, another chikan ahou" Fae stretched languidly, glancing at the clock. At the moment she was lying on a small mattress that had been crammed into the tiny storage area that held her possessions. She really shouldn't be staying in the storage area, but she just liked to rest a bit before each night's adventure. Tonight she slipped into one of her fancier outfits. Nothing to take to a ball, but it wouldn't look out of place where she was going.

A half hour later saw Fae at one of the swankier bars in town. It even had a bouncer at the door, the kind that could actually do more then just -look- mean. Still, a small smile, a fluttering of the eyes, and a few seconds later she was sitting at a booth by herself. It was in a corner, but not the shadowy kind, it was the well lit kind, perfect for dai zi to see her. She hadn't ordered anything, having sent the waiter off with a charming wave of the hand, but it was only a few minutes before he returned again with a glass of wine and the corresponding bottle.

"Compliments of the gentleman at the table over there." he said, pointing to a large and quite overweight man. Not her type at all, but the sparkle of jewels on his fingers, and golden chains from his pockets suggested he had plenty of money to spare, evident by the rather pricey bottle that had been delivered to her. The man offered her a small wave as he noticed Fae looking at him, it would have been nice if it hadn't been for the pudgy fingers jammed into fine jewelry.

Still Fae smiled at him flatteringly without a hint of her personal dislike 'swa ji jie' she thought to herself, her eyes flicking to the seat opposite her in silent invitation. The man getting up, moving, and sitting back down seemed to be a true effort for him, but that just meant that the evening would be all the easier. The wine flowed steadily, though only Fae noticed that it only ever flowed into this man's, Grigor's, glass. A very light sedative in one of his glasses didn't help Grigor either.

It wasn't long before Grigor was quite drunk, and quite effectuated with the pretty girl drinking with him. A few sly comments later and Grigor thought it best to see the girl home.. to his home that is. It was a massive house, a mansion by all accounts. Fae never did learn where exactly Grigor's wife was beyond that she wasn't home. She was dead for all the young temptress knew. A shame, blackmail material could be so handy.

Grigor was kind enough to give Fae a quick tour of the house, starting with the entrance hall, and leading directly to, and ending in, the master bedroom. Two final glasses of wine hand been carried with them to the room. Grigor sipped lightly at his glass of wine, which had managed to get a small bit of tranquilizer in it somehow, while Fae delicately removed piece after piece of clothing, promises of a sweet night to come.

Unfortunately for Grigor, she had barely removed her shirt by the time he succame to the alcohol and drugs. She smiled widely as she finished undressing before sipping down her own untainted wine, and slipping into the large bed, well away from Grigor.

In the morning, when Grigor awoke, the night would be a blur, the last thing remembered being Fae removing her shirt, but even that and the conversation leading up to it was blurry. He would find a small note on his bedside table "A lovely night, but I've a shuttle to catch. Maybe next time I'm in town we can 'get together' again." What he wouldn't find is several small pieces of jewelry. Nothing too expensive, and not too much, letting him think he'd just misplaced them. Always best to not draw too much attention to what may have really happened.

As soon as I get the character sheet, Plot Point for Fae.

All these pretty things lying about and JJ won't know what to do with himself.

Speaking of JJ here's his night before (finally). More like a memory reel but what the heck?

The Night Before

JJ lay on his back staring at he rough looking ceiling with the odor of unwashed people and more filling his nose. He was using his old duffle as a pillow. That had gotten him hit a few times before he had realized that most folks on the Rim objected to the Allience military decals. His cane was under his left side in aneffortt to even out his back on the buckled floor. He couldn't belive what had happened. But in retrospect it had happened so easily. He let memory and a small amount of regret fill him.

JJ was having fun or so he told himself, Eden Wong was a dish yummy in all the right places and fairly well under his spell. The young woman was kuh ai, but he was having a hard time wrapping his head around the whole monogamy thing. But he had heard plenty of men kept mistresses and there were, of course, the parties. He supposed he could learn to live with it. "Oh there's, Drew!" she chirped. "Ghuh!" called the little princess. JJ watched her run/skip over to a tall, lanky, handsome drink of water that looked suspiciuosly familiar. As the noble drew closer to the now embracing young people he realized why the man seemed familar. He had seen the man before, simply in the standard Allience fatigues and not the uniform dress blues. He had also seen him naked. Ta mah duh, Captain Wong! What were the odds that the two people he had sexed were in fact related. He drew himself up and prepared to deal with the situation. Calm and cool JJ, ku and simple He smiled broadly. "Well, well, Lieutenant Santiago. How nice to see you, have you been entertaining mei-mei?" the uniformed man said. JJ could smell the drink on his breath now. The captain had been out for who knew how long and the state of his mind was questionable at best.

"Captain don't be foolish. I only just arrived." The lie came easily to his lips. But the girl was less capable, and infatuated enough with JJ that she was past caring. "Silly boy, you spent the night." She leaned over to her brother and stage whispered conspiratorily. "Now you can't call me a silly virgin anymore" The man's nostrils flared. "What happened to, only you Andrew, you joo fuen chae" JJ was stunned. But the moment was gone. Words unspoken rose to his defense He's drunk. He's lying. He's smoked too much opium. But JJ saw the girl's expresion. She knew her brother was bent. She knew he wouldn't lie to her. She was crushed, "But you said that to me JayJay?" Tears were forming on her face, her makeup beginning to run. Then she ran crying and sobbing her way back up the stairs and into her room. "You'd better go." Sneered the drunken man. "I warned you what would happen if you broke it off with me, kai tze." JJ turned and left.

JJ had carefully hidden himself in his room for three days and been praying that his mistake would be overlooked and forgotten. The wedding might or might not be off. Either way he didn't care. The fallout from this would affect his carrer and buisness for years to come however. He paced when he needed to and sat when he was tired. It was a tiring sort of experiance. Late on the third day he had recieved a wave from Admiral Wong himself offering to meet JJ in a park near the admiral's home. JJ accepted hoping he could hoodwink the old man into some kind of forgiveness.

JJ arrived in a flitter and didn't have long to wait before the admiral showed up. "I'll get right too it Santiago," Said the admiral. "You have broken my daughters heart and ruined my only son." The admiral clearly didn't know about his son's previous predilictions. "I will never have grandchildren thanks to you." The older man was incensed. "But sir...." "I don't want to hear any of your lies or mi tian gohn." The old man drew a laser pistol from his greatcoat. "You have two options to redeem yourself Santiago, die by your hand or mine." JJ splutered "Sir, this is hardly Earth-that-Was. I mean those sort of things might have been all well and good ages ago, but not now. Can't we reach an agreement?" The old man considered. "Yes, we can agree you are than a cowardly feh feh pi goh." The old man raised the laser pistol and leveled it cooly at JJ's head. JJ saw him pull the trigger and the gun thankfully clicked on the primer charge. The young noble took that as a sign from assorted Heavens to make his leave. The old man cursed his gun and started firing wildly after the runnning youth as JJ climbed into the flitter and got away.

JJ sighed deeply, it was amazing to him how much of grudge the old man had left in him. The young man thought for sure he would give up but it was seeming to be more and more unlikely. He tried rolling over and realized that the person who had offered more than just a friendly cuddle was now firmly on top of him. Great I'm going to lose that arm for sure, if this whale doesn't move. He tried poking the person. But even a swift whack was not waking her(him?). JJ sighed again and tried to sleep. Save me from overly moralistic old men.