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Inwë Séregon: It seems that people do not understand our conversations.
Jo'han: Your point?
Inwë Séregon: I just feel that we should tell them.
Jo'han: Then that will make us seem cheep!
Inwë Séregon: So? They need the truth!
Jo'han: They can't handle the truth!
Inwë Séregon: No, they can, you cant. Okay here's the scoop, my brother and I are just here talking at the beginning of each chapter, like announcers because...
**Jo'han puts his hand over Inwë's mouth.**
Jo'han: Okay that's enough.
Inwë Séregon: Hmph!
Jo'han: Just ignore her and read the next chapter...
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Chapter Two –
I sat at the wooden table and looked over to the captain to my left, and then over to Jayne who sat beside me to my right, still holding his gun.
"Well don't I feel dangerous." I said looking to the woman called Zoe and her husband Wash who sat across from me.
"Remind me why we are helping her." Jayne spat, looking past me to the captain.
I looked at him, and then smiled slightly. "Because if you help me you will get to shoot people with your nice big guns." He gave me a look that I couldn't put a word to.
"Who is it that has your brother?" Mal asked, leaning in and looking at me.
"Ming Lee." I answered.
"Never heard of him." Mal said, leaning back in his chair.
"I would be surprised if you did." I answered. "Lee keeps to the dark and doesn't let anyone do jobs for him..."
"You are doing a job for him." Mal caught me in mid sentence.
"No, I work for him, or did work for him, I backed out from the deal... then he took my brother and after he dropped me here on this moon to find a ship, after that he destroyed my ship."
"So you're a captain?" Mal asked.
"You know I hate questions." I spat at him, annoyed still by the fact that the person sitting next to me caught me off guard. I looked around trying to analyze the ship and learn as much as I could about it. The companion walked in.
"I know Ming Lee." She said, sitting at the head of the table opposite to the Captain. "He is a dealer that the Alliance can't get their hand onto, and has a brutal reputation for killing off anyone in his way."
"Now who else does that remind me of?" Mal asked, rubbing his ear.
The companion nodded, and everyone around the table seemed to hold this dark memory of whoever it was who was 'like' Ming Lee.
I had to break the silence. "Lee is stationed by one of the planets, not far from here, he has some sort of a moving city." I looked at Mal, "And don't know why people are interested in moving cities, I prefer a tera formed rock anytime."
"Why? Because it is easier to pilfer what you want?" I didn't see who said this.
"Exactly." I replied anyway. I wasn't worried about them knowing who I was, I just needed them to trust me, then later if I wanted I could slit their throats and head on my way.
"Do you know what this place looks like? How many guards there are? What the security is like..." Mal stared to shoot out the questions.
"Whoa, easy there big fellow, not with the river of questions." I hated when people just started to shoot questions out, though I would usually just them kill because for it... "Alright, lets start from the top. Questions one, blue prints..." I looked at Mal. "You took my gun, my gear, and my dagger, I need it back."
Mal frowned. "You can have your bag back, but no guns." He replied, getting up and tossing my sac back to me.
"Thanking you." I opened the sac, and noted the spare gun I held in it, I looked up at Mal, he probably knew that it was there; I had met his type before. I picked up the gun and placed it on the table then started to dig in the sac again.
"Found it." I muttered, pulling out a few roles of paper. "No, wait... maps, maps, ooh I forgot I had this... ah ha!" I put back the maps and other things leaving large rolled up pieces of paper on the table. I opened them, picking up my gun and handing it to Mal and moving one of Jayne's off the table as well.
"Now where did you get that?" Mal asked, standing up to get a better look at the blue prints.
"I stole them, right from under Ming's nose." I said with a smirk. "These are only the upper flowers, but there are entrances here." I pointed to a door, "and here." I pointed to another door." I turned the page so I could see the other side. "Lee's private quarters are in this area, he never had them put exactly accurate on his blue prints, but I can redraw them in."
"So this is where Ming Lee lives?" The companion said, standing too also get a better look.
"That he does." I said, a bit uneasy by the fact that there was a companion standing next to me.
"Question two, guards and security." I turned the page. "Here is where their barracks are, I think. But for guards, everyone who words for him is a guard, and that would be everyone in the complex." I moved my finger across the page. "For security, they have hourly checks on the cameras, which are." I looked up. "Everywhere." I frowned, "I think they are turned off once a day for thirty minuets for a complete check."
"You do know a lot about this place." Wash said also standing now.
I just looked up with a little smirk.
"Alright, how about we go and kill him now." Jayne said, rubbing one of his guns with a cloth. I frowned; //He was more obsessed with his guns than I was, freaky kid.// I thought.
"So will you help me?" I asked, looking back at Mal again.
He seemed to go into deep though about this, so I gave him a little push, forcing a tear to form in my eye.
"Fine, I will." He said.
//So gullible, and yet so sharp.// I thought. //Ming, your going to die now.//
"Thank you Captain." I looked back at the blue prints. "Thank you."
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Jo'han: Will Killiya get to kill Ming Lee? Will Mal ever know that she is plotting behind his back?
Inwë Séregon: Can it will ya?
Jo'han: Fine.
Inwë Séregon: Well there you go, chapter two, R&R please!
Inwë Séregon: It seems that people do not understand our conversations.
Jo'han: Your point?
Inwë Séregon: I just feel that we should tell them.
Jo'han: Then that will make us seem cheep!
Inwë Séregon: So? They need the truth!
Jo'han: They can't handle the truth!
Inwë Séregon: No, they can, you cant. Okay here's the scoop, my brother and I are just here talking at the beginning of each chapter, like announcers because...
**Jo'han puts his hand over Inwë's mouth.**
Jo'han: Okay that's enough.
Inwë Séregon: Hmph!
Jo'han: Just ignore her and read the next chapter...
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Chapter Two –
I sat at the wooden table and looked over to the captain to my left, and then over to Jayne who sat beside me to my right, still holding his gun.
"Well don't I feel dangerous." I said looking to the woman called Zoe and her husband Wash who sat across from me.
"Remind me why we are helping her." Jayne spat, looking past me to the captain.
I looked at him, and then smiled slightly. "Because if you help me you will get to shoot people with your nice big guns." He gave me a look that I couldn't put a word to.
"Who is it that has your brother?" Mal asked, leaning in and looking at me.
"Ming Lee." I answered.
"Never heard of him." Mal said, leaning back in his chair.
"I would be surprised if you did." I answered. "Lee keeps to the dark and doesn't let anyone do jobs for him..."
"You are doing a job for him." Mal caught me in mid sentence.
"No, I work for him, or did work for him, I backed out from the deal... then he took my brother and after he dropped me here on this moon to find a ship, after that he destroyed my ship."
"So you're a captain?" Mal asked.
"You know I hate questions." I spat at him, annoyed still by the fact that the person sitting next to me caught me off guard. I looked around trying to analyze the ship and learn as much as I could about it. The companion walked in.
"I know Ming Lee." She said, sitting at the head of the table opposite to the Captain. "He is a dealer that the Alliance can't get their hand onto, and has a brutal reputation for killing off anyone in his way."
"Now who else does that remind me of?" Mal asked, rubbing his ear.
The companion nodded, and everyone around the table seemed to hold this dark memory of whoever it was who was 'like' Ming Lee.
I had to break the silence. "Lee is stationed by one of the planets, not far from here, he has some sort of a moving city." I looked at Mal, "And don't know why people are interested in moving cities, I prefer a tera formed rock anytime."
"Why? Because it is easier to pilfer what you want?" I didn't see who said this.
"Exactly." I replied anyway. I wasn't worried about them knowing who I was, I just needed them to trust me, then later if I wanted I could slit their throats and head on my way.
"Do you know what this place looks like? How many guards there are? What the security is like..." Mal stared to shoot out the questions.
"Whoa, easy there big fellow, not with the river of questions." I hated when people just started to shoot questions out, though I would usually just them kill because for it... "Alright, lets start from the top. Questions one, blue prints..." I looked at Mal. "You took my gun, my gear, and my dagger, I need it back."
Mal frowned. "You can have your bag back, but no guns." He replied, getting up and tossing my sac back to me.
"Thanking you." I opened the sac, and noted the spare gun I held in it, I looked up at Mal, he probably knew that it was there; I had met his type before. I picked up the gun and placed it on the table then started to dig in the sac again.
"Found it." I muttered, pulling out a few roles of paper. "No, wait... maps, maps, ooh I forgot I had this... ah ha!" I put back the maps and other things leaving large rolled up pieces of paper on the table. I opened them, picking up my gun and handing it to Mal and moving one of Jayne's off the table as well.
"Now where did you get that?" Mal asked, standing up to get a better look at the blue prints.
"I stole them, right from under Ming's nose." I said with a smirk. "These are only the upper flowers, but there are entrances here." I pointed to a door, "and here." I pointed to another door." I turned the page so I could see the other side. "Lee's private quarters are in this area, he never had them put exactly accurate on his blue prints, but I can redraw them in."
"So this is where Ming Lee lives?" The companion said, standing too also get a better look.
"That he does." I said, a bit uneasy by the fact that there was a companion standing next to me.
"Question two, guards and security." I turned the page. "Here is where their barracks are, I think. But for guards, everyone who words for him is a guard, and that would be everyone in the complex." I moved my finger across the page. "For security, they have hourly checks on the cameras, which are." I looked up. "Everywhere." I frowned, "I think they are turned off once a day for thirty minuets for a complete check."
"You do know a lot about this place." Wash said also standing now.
I just looked up with a little smirk.
"Alright, how about we go and kill him now." Jayne said, rubbing one of his guns with a cloth. I frowned; //He was more obsessed with his guns than I was, freaky kid.// I thought.
"So will you help me?" I asked, looking back at Mal again.
He seemed to go into deep though about this, so I gave him a little push, forcing a tear to form in my eye.
"Fine, I will." He said.
//So gullible, and yet so sharp.// I thought. //Ming, your going to die now.//
"Thank you Captain." I looked back at the blue prints. "Thank you."
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Jo'han: Will Killiya get to kill Ming Lee? Will Mal ever know that she is plotting behind his back?
Inwë Séregon: Can it will ya?
Jo'han: Fine.
Inwë Séregon: Well there you go, chapter two, R&R please!