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<blockquote data-quote="Watus" data-source="post: 3049246" data-attributes="member: 14589">Helsinki, Baxter and Cash:Beale gives himself a shake, his perpetual scowl reasserting itself.&nbsp; He looks at the mule.&nbsp; He looks at Helsinki.&nbsp; He looks straight down the barrel of Helsinki's autoloader.Grimacing, he spits a great gob of phlem on the catwalk right next to Helsinki's foot.&nbsp; &quot;I ain't gonna forget this, mei mei[sup]1[/sup].&nbsp; You best hope you don't see me again.&quot;&nbsp; Helsinki does not so much as twitch a muscle.He takes a few steps backwards and nearly collides with Baxter.&nbsp; &quot;You neither, Jon.&nbsp; Best grow eyes in the back o' your head 'cause I ain't the forgettin' kind.&quot;He levels one more scowl at his three former crewmates and then stomps off in the direction of the foremost stairs to the middeck.Kai and Win:The woman on the catwalk stands stock still, her pistol perfectly steady, a neutral expression on her face.&nbsp; Someone above is speaking in a gravelly voice.Mel:The stranger pulls his communicator out as he nears the ramp of the ship.&nbsp; &quot;Corbin!&nbsp; Get Lane on the gorram horn,&quot; he shouts into it.&nbsp; &quot;We got a situation here as might interest her.&quot;He steps onto the ramp, laughing to himself.&nbsp; &quot;Some bendan thinks he won himself her ship.&quot;Mel glances at the plackard out front of the enormous Dragonfly.&nbsp; It reads: Rapacious, Capt. Conrad DeWitte.[sup]1[/sup]&quot;Little sister.&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Watus, post: 3049246, member: 14589"] [b]Helsinki, Baxter and Cash:[/b] Beale gives himself a shake, his perpetual scowl reasserting itself. He looks at the mule. He looks at Helsinki. He looks straight down the barrel of Helsinki's autoloader. Grimacing, he spits a great gob of phlem on the catwalk right next to Helsinki's foot. [color=sienna]"I ain't gonna forget this, mei mei[sup]1[/sup]. You best hope you don't see me again."[/color] Helsinki does not so much as twitch a muscle. He takes a few steps backwards and nearly collides with Baxter. [color=sienna]"You neither, Jon. Best grow eyes in the back o' your head 'cause I ain't the forgettin' kind."[/color] He levels one more scowl at his three former crewmates and then stomps off in the direction of the foremost stairs to the middeck. [b]Kai and Win:[/b] The woman on the catwalk stands stock still, her pistol perfectly steady, a neutral expression on her face. Someone above is speaking in a gravelly voice. [b]Mel:[/b] The stranger pulls his communicator out as he nears the ramp of the ship. [color=sienna]"Corbin! Get Lane on the gorram horn,"[/color] he shouts into it. [color=sienna]"We got a situation here as might interest her."[/color] He steps onto the ramp, laughing to himself. [color=sienna]"Some bendan thinks he won himself her ship."[/color] Mel glances at the plackard out front of the enormous Dragonfly. It reads: [i]Rapacious[/i], Capt. Conrad DeWitte. [sup]1[/sup]"Little sister." [/QUOTE]

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