On the Maru: locked to Beka and Angelus (and anyone Beka's called in case of dire need of rescue)

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Beka paced the Maru warily. This wasn't a good idea, at all. But it was the only place she had access to her weapons -- several pulse pistols - on her bed, by her seat, strapped under the makeshift table where she'd met Inara, a blaster just inside the big trunk in the middle of the cargo bay, and the little gauss gun in her bracelet.

She was as safe here as she'd be anywhere. And Angelus probably wasn't through with her. Yet. She'd just have to stay useful until she got what she wanted.








(OOC: at some point before this, Beka made a series of notes about her plans, Angelus's plans, the coincidence of their interests, and what they had to offer each other. She's thought this through carefully. Those notes may appear later for the curious.)

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[rings ahead] Hello? Ms. Valentine?

Consolidation post - all else is to be considered stricken except call from the Doctor

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Angelus wandered up to the Maru. He stared at the ship, wondering if he was expected to knock or if this was the part of the day when the robots took over and perhaps offered you a nice drink before slicing your body into pieces with a laser beam.

*chirp* Proximity alert. Airlock.

Beka stood, tugged the black leather skirt -- she'd have to see about another couple if she was going to be going out so often, or staying in -- down, and the white silk blouse straight. She'd buttoned three buttons, in the interest of looking pulled together for this meeting, but both the bottom and the top were open. She was still Beka, after all, and there were some things she wouldn't change, for anyone.

She checked the instrumentation. Angelus, all right. One last deep breath, and she smothered her wariness to open the airlock.

"Angelus. Come in."

"Appreciate the invite," Angelus said, stepping through the entrance. He looked around. "Nice place. Very SciFi."

"As I understand it, you need one. The first time, at least." She shrugged. "It's more home than school is."

Now that he was here, it didn't seem quite so bad. Just awkward, the same as it might be with any other guest she didn't know all that well. She lead him into the cargo bay. "Care to sit? If you want something to drink or eat, ask and I'll get it. It'll save us both the awkwardness of me playing hostess. It's not my best skill." A small, tight grin at that. She hated hostessing, no matter the company.

"You know the routine," Angelus winked at her as he took a seat. "I don't drink... wine. Well I do, but not right now. So what's up?"

Clarification post - OOC

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At this point, with all the confusion generated by this plot and the Angela reveal in the other thread, it seems like a good idea to clarify what everyone knows.

(1) Angelus doesn't know anything about Broots. Period.

(2) Anything Beka knows about Broots is pure hearsay.

(3) Beka knows that Parker spies on everyone and that she's got a mad-on for Angelus and JA.

(4) Beka was already planning this with Angelus before the Angela reveal, so this is not retaliation. Angelus and Beka have been setting up this meeting for several days. Bristow-mun knows because we asked for clarification on some magical issues.

(5) Broots-mun, Parker-mun, Beka-mun, and Angelus-mun have agreed to retake this conversation from the point before Beka made the Broots reveal. Therefore, if for some reason, someone thinks they're spying on the Maru (and if you do, please let me know), the only conversation you will have heard is what follows the consolidation post and any conversation you overheard with the Doctor.

(6) The previous conversation will be screened for the sake of cleanliness and for the sake of making it easier to remember what is FH-canon, but if there's a need for anyone to see what was previously said, Beka-mun will unscreen.

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*Ghosts in as requested, doesn't see any blood or body parts so hopes that all is well with the situation, doesn't find anyone at all, so leaves a message* Hey, Sis, I Ghosted in since I hadn't heard from you and you wanted me to do a wellness check, so where in the name of the Unicorn are you anyway? If I don't hear from you soon I will have Ghostwheel track you and that could get... interesting. Call me*