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Hey folks. If be up for some Firefly, I was the pacifist mechanic with a duct tape obsession last year.
I just need a time and location. I am a non-banquet person. I'll be charging my phone a bit, but I should be in/around Cascade 8 until 6. After that I will look back here if I have not heard anything.

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Sweet ... Karlbob, Majuba has been looking for you. Once we secure a room I will contact him to let him know where you are (he's going to be in a game when we start, so it won't be immediate)
Excellent. Thanks. I was about to head to the Grand Ballroom and see if they might know where he was.
The Friday night special was my only PFS game this year, and I was in another game when the banquet line formed, so I haven't been the most find-able person.

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To all of the crew of the swift ox class freighter "Saffron", thank you!
You all accepted a shady mission for the Alliance that most certainly meant Reaver encounters.
It was a wild ride.
Our pilot barrel rolled our freighter like it was a nimble fighter jet. She put our freighter between one of our exposed shuttles and the Reaver ship. That action saved the shuttle and her crew.
Ty, opening the airlock on that shuttle to take shots at the grapple cable stuck in Saffron's hull.
The Captain barely piloting the othet shuttle to safety with no reao skill. AOh and the captain came dressed in full Browncoat regalia! Outstanding!
There is so much more to report that I would fill up this chatroom.
Thanks everyone, I loved GMing And watching you play this all out under pressure. (-:

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To all of the crew of the swift ox class freighter "Saffron", thank you!
Thank you! And thanks to all who joined us!
Though, Captain, if'n you don't mind me sayin', while I don't deny the coins nice to have, and maybe we need it a bit more now than ever, I sure wouldn't mind a job that doesn't put us right under the alliance thumb.
And next time those gorram 愚蠢的猴子 want to blow up a space ship, I hope they give me time to get a bit further away from it first.
Ty, opening the shuttle door to hard vacuum to shoot at a tether woulda been insane even if your shipmate and comrade in arms hadn't been sittin next to you with a kilo or two of shrapnel and a leakin suit. So, thanks, for that, I guess. I'm just glad my dancin skills proved up to the task.
Thad - nice flyin as always. You're a gorram 叶在风 and I have no idea how you do it. Whatever Cap's payin you it ain't enough.
And Doc? Yeah, I got some work for you. Assuming that one of these 紫肚子 can manage to get this shuttle back into its dock all proper like...
--Janella

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Anyone interested in playing Firefly (Deadlands rules) during the banquet? Babe and her crew are still flyin'!
Reply in this thread if you are interested and we will figure out the specifics as we go.
Banquet is Saturday? Works for me. (My Call of Cthulhu game is Friday night :)
And Janella will be gorram 快乐 to be 早在黑 with her crew on Babe^H^H^H^H Saffron!

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True, Babe's name is now "Saffron." She is named after Captain Bleak's dearly departed wife.
Mrs. Saffron Bleak, died in a mysterious shuttle accident. There was no mortal remains, so they surmise her death was quick and painless.
Captain Bleak mourned her loss hard for many years. But that's all in the past.
It is a new era for the crew of Saffron. You have earned a name for yourselves among the Alliance Navy as a reliable ship. They throw good work your way. You haven't lived paycheck to paycheck for a long time. Saffron purrs like she was new again.
Good times. :-)

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True, Babe's name is now "Saffron." She is named after Captain Bleak's dearly departed wife.
Mrs. Saffron Bleak, died in a mysterious shuttle accident. There was no mortal remains, so they surmise her death was quick and painless.Captain Bleak mourned her loss hard for many years. But that's all in the past.
It is a new era for the crew of Saffron. You have earned a name for yourselves among the Alliance Navy as a reliable ship. They throw good work your way. You haven't lived paycheck to paycheck for a long time. Saffron purrs like she was new again.
Good times. :-)
Tyrone is back on the ship sick.
Just a word 'o advice for next time, Ty: avoid the seafood when the nearest sea is twenty million miles away...

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Thank you everyone! That was a nail biter for sure! It was...A blast!
The mission: Rescue/kidnap Christopher Backlun from the Cult of Jayne. Keep it quiet.
So at the Cultist's compound, Janella and a cultist Gunfighter got into a massive gunfight.
He (Edgar) got the jump on her. In his defense, she started it. Both of them are dual pistol weilders. He shot her up bad. Her crew had to pile on to Edgar to save her.
Meanwhile the Cult leader, Lady Cynthia scampered outta there. She tried to use her psychic powers on Janella. Lady Cynthia realized her error. Our Big Damn Heroes shot her up, almost killed her. Only luck saved her.
More gunfire, grenades and finally Babe herself joined the fight. Babe tried to come in low, but it wasn't enough.
The Guard tower shot a SAM at Babe. Everyone at the table held their breath...The Pilot attempted a dodge...and didn't make it. Bam! The missile glanced off the hull, minor damage only. The table exhaled and continued fighting.
The fighting inside the Main house was winding down.
Outside, Babe was pounding the ground units, causing them to scatter.
The SAM operator frantically tried to reload as quickly as possible.
Our pilot and the SAM guy were at eye level 30 feet above ground. The pilot swung Babe around and slapped the tower. Down it went.
Babe was maneuvered so close to the front door it was almost a vacuum seal.
The trussed up Christopher was hogtied and tossed into the cargo bay and away they went. Oh yeah, When they flew away, they blasted the engines at full burn through the front door. The main house (mansion) exploded.
Lady Cynthia escaped. She knows who they are. The entire Cult of Jayne now knows too. It's that same ship that stopped the bombing of Canton.
Revenge!

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What in the hells was all that racket?! Can't a man recuperate from bad shellfish in peace?
Though now that I think on it, cod ain't shellfish, is it? Wonder where that shell come fr... <urp> ... I'll be in my bunk hoverin' over the head.
sounds like quite the adventure! Here's to making it to Seattle next year.

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What in the hells was all that racket?! Can't a man recuperate from bad shellfish in peace?
Though now that I think on it, cod ain't shellfish, is it? Wonder where that shell come fr... <urp> ... I'll be in my bunk hoverin' over the head.
sounds like quite the adventure! Here's to making it to Seattle next year.
[Hope you make it too! I'm imagining your line, when them as was there tell the tale, amidst much drinkin' and laughin' in the crew lounge was somethin' along the lines of "That was your plan? 'Get her!'??"]
From Janella:
And mighty thanks for draggin' yourself outta yer bunk long enough to bring Mathilda out dancin'.
And that was some mighty fine flyin' as usual, Thaddeus. Thought for sure I was gonna be doing a limpin' sprint through heavy gunfire for a while there.
Too bad the witch got away. But at least we accomplished one of our objectives.
And now I'm out of grenades again.
At least the senator'll be happy, even if the Alliance isn't.
And, come to think of it, I'm kinda happy about the alliance not being terribly happy...

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Hi there!
Well, it looks like I booked me some accom-o-da-tions fer next year!
Thought I'd poke my head up and see if the captain was planning on any getting us any work here?
Maybe somethin' in which I don't almost die would be a nice change - it's occurred to me that's happened a lot. 'cept maybe the one time that I don't rightly remember on account a' my mind being a bit scrambled.
And Patrick, my apologies fer missin' you in all the congrats from the last job. I'll admit, I didn't trust you at first, but after getting me a fine new suit (that fell apart after tryin' ta wash the blood out - guess ya can't really trust antique silk for wearin'), and gettin' me some grenades (all gone now, but to good use), and then goin' and takin' a bullet for me... OK, I can admit when I'm wrong.
Still don't trust that Blue Sun plague cat, though.
-Janella