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		<title>Grace Tian</title>
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		<updated>2015-02-05T00:59:50Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: &lt;/p&gt;
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|actor=Teryl Rothery&lt;br /&gt;
|fullName=Grace Tian Serena&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;(Western: Tian Serena Grace)&lt;br /&gt;
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|distinctions_role_triggers@1_name=Buying Time&lt;br /&gt;
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|distinctions_personality_triggers@1_text=When injured or after injuring another party (even possible during medical treatment). Step up or double Physical when doing hand to hand violence. Then take on or step up a complication Rage. Rage complication can only be eliminated by a successful Treat roll (though it can be stepped down by other means (ex. opportunities). &lt;br /&gt;
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|sigAssets@1_name=Academy Med Bag&lt;br /&gt;
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|spent_s01e01=Delilah Medbay&lt;br /&gt;
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|spent_s02e02=Trigger (Do I know You?)&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s02e03=Trigger (Do I Know You?)&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s02e04=Rechargeable BDH die&lt;br /&gt;
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|spent_s02e13=Knowledge Speciality (Medical Research)&lt;br /&gt;
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|spent_s02e15=Survival to d6&lt;br /&gt;
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|spent_s02e17=Treat Speciality (Surgery)&lt;br /&gt;
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|spent_s02e19=Fight to d6&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s02e20=Notice Speciality (Being Watched)&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Background&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
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Raised in an upper-middle-class family on Ariel, Tian -- one of four children -- was a cheerful child and a bright student. She showed talent early on for maths and sciences, a situation that her teachers noted and nurtured. By the time secondary school came around, Tian was excelling in her courses and received a scholarship to university as well as another to medical school from the Alliance Navy, both of which she deferred in favor of enlisting when the first UWar began. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Image:DavidSpencer.jpg|100px|thumbnail|left|David Spencer]] Tian joined the Alliance navy and trained as a combat medic. It was a job she loved; there was adventure and adrenaline, and she was serving. The war took her out to Highgate, and there she met Danny Spencer after a convoy she was traveling with was ambushed. Battlefield romances being what they are, it was something of a whirlwind courtship. They were married quickly and Tian was pregnant even faster after that (rather unexpectedly, thankyousomuch!) She was sent Coreward as soon as that happened and Danny stayed on the front lines. She took the opportunity to go ahead and get her university degree and begin medical school. Danny returned whenever he could get leave, but it was difficult. Then he was killed near the end of the war, having only seen his son once, leaving Tian to raise David by herself.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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She chose at that time to remain in the navy, helping soldiers recover from injuries and go home to their own loved ones as a way to both honor and grieve for her husband. She continued in what amounted to a reasonably &#039;normal&#039; life, raising her son, and watching with pride as he took his own oath and joined the navy. When the second U-War began, Tian was assigned to Vandenburg&#039;s hospital, placed on the short list for Captain, and groomed to take over the running of the base&#039;s hospital.&lt;br /&gt;
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All that changed when the Independents took Boros. Tian evacuated all the patients and staff who could get out when the call came but she volunteered herself to stay and take care of those who couldn&#039;t be moved. Several of her staff also remained. They were held at Vandenburg for nearly three months, treated well enough in that time, and for Tian it changed the way she saw certain things. She struggled with her feelings about the planetary bombardment of a civilian population, the soldier and the doctor within her at war over the how and why of those actions, the rightness of them. After being traded back to the Alliance in a prisoner trade, she found herself unable to reconcile what happened in her own head. In addition to facing possible actions from the military (she should have tried to escape, etc.) she was also facing a medical review board (which cleared her of all actions on that front) and a bit of a crisis of faith. After seeing posters for the Interplanetary Restoration Program, Tian finally came to the decision that she could be more help out there than she really could in White Sun and chose to put in her retirement papers.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Physical Appearance&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Image:Tian.jpeg|150px|left]] &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She is a petite woman, perhaps all of 5&#039;2 in her stocking feet though that&#039;s hard to tell because always wears sturdy shoes with at least a two-inch heel. She carries herself with the subtle kind of authority and calm demeanor that comes of a lifetime of military and hospital service, deep brown eyes alert and aware of the area around her without seeming overly anxious about it. She has dark brown hair streaked with subtle shades of blonde and red that she wears in a short style that would be severe if it weren&#039;t for the wisps that play around her face and seems to be a quiet woman with a ready smile and a sparkle to her brown eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Psychological Profile&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
Tian is a compassionate woman who knows how to temper her empathy with pragmatism. She is a consummate professional when it comes to her medical skills, but beneath that cool exterior she is a generally happy person who enjoys life. It has always been clear too that her son comes first. She is a loving albeit somewhat strict parent, and she is proud of her son for choosing to follow in his father&#039;s footsteps. Having lost her husband in the first U-War, Tian could have become bitter and left military service but instead she was driven to keep other families from suffering the kind of loss that she and her son faced and continued on in the Alliance Navy, taking care of every soldier who came under her care not just with professional courtesy but genuine kindness.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Notes from the files of psychologist Cmdr. Ian Rothschild:&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Report Entered into Alliance Navy Medical Service Records&lt;br /&gt;
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Patient: Lt. Cmdr Grace Tian, MD&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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After a full six-week required course of treatment, I find the following:&lt;br /&gt;
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1) Dr. Grace is suffering mild anxiety and post-traumatic stress that I would expect to see in any of our soldiers returning from battle. She is coping with nightmares of the navy&#039;s retreat from Vandenburg and also reports flashback bad dreams of her husband&#039;s death in the U-War but is dealing with them in a healthy manner consistent with her personality. Her time in captivity with the enemy was, by her own accounts and those of personnel who were with her at the time, respectful and polite. She has no unmanageable trauma from her time as a POW.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
2) Although she is reluctant to speak on the matter, Dr. Grace has begun to show signs of questioning the decisions made by superiors. Her demeanor remains at all times professional when speaking of her ordeal, but there are times when she speaks of patients she treated or particular situations on the ground wherein there is a shift in tone, a dilation of the eyes. She is forthright on the matter of her own decisions -- she remained at Vandenburg to continue to care for Alliance personnel who could not be evacuated and takes pride in that choice.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
At this time, Dr. Grace is being released from care and cleared to resume her usual duties. It is my recommendation, however, that she be observed at regular intervals and any actions that deviate from the norm followed up. It is difficult to determine whether she has been compromised by her time as a POW or if she is merely reacting with empathy to the injuries and deaths she has witnessed. Because her job does not bring her into contact with classified materials, I do not believe full surveillance is required but there is an undercurrent to her responses that bears watching.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;RPs &amp;amp; Journal Entries&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;Pre-Game&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
First UWar&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Crossroads]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Second UWar&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Lowering of the Colors]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Sound Retreat]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Salute the Colors]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Folding the Flag]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Firefly-RPG|Return to Firefly-RPG]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Return to [[Delilah_Crew|the Crew]] Page&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
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		<title>Grace Tian</title>
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|themeSong=&amp;quot;Oblivion,&amp;quot; M83&lt;br /&gt;
|actor=Teryl Rothery&lt;br /&gt;
|fullName=Grace Tian Serena&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;(Western: Tian Serena Grace)&lt;br /&gt;
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|distinctions_role_triggers@1_name=Buying Time&lt;br /&gt;
|distinctions_role_triggers@1_text=Spend PP on Taken Out player to step complication back to d10 for scene duration. Complication when later treated is doubled.&lt;br /&gt;
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|distinctions_background_triggers@0_text=Spend 1 PP to gain a d6 Morale Boost Asset from an unexpected ally.&lt;br /&gt;
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|sigAssets@1_name=Academy Med Bag&lt;br /&gt;
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|sigAssets@2_name=Delilah MedBay&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Background&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
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Raised in an upper-middle-class family on Ariel, Tian -- one of four children -- was a cheerful child and a bright student. She showed talent early on for maths and sciences, a situation that her teachers noted and nurtured. By the time secondary school came around, Tian was excelling in her courses and received a scholarship to university as well as another to medical school from the Alliance Navy, both of which she deferred in favor of enlisting when the first UWar began. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Image:DavidSpencer.jpg|100px|thumbnail|left|David Spencer]] Tian joined the Alliance navy and trained as a combat medic. It was a job she loved; there was adventure and adrenaline, and she was serving. The war took her out to Highgate, and there she met Danny Spencer after a convoy she was traveling with was ambushed. Battlefield romances being what they are, it was something of a whirlwind courtship. They were married quickly and Tian was pregnant even faster after that (rather unexpectedly, thankyousomuch!) She was sent Coreward as soon as that happened and Danny stayed on the front lines. She took the opportunity to go ahead and get her university degree and begin medical school. Danny returned whenever he could get leave, but it was difficult. Then he was killed near the end of the war, having only seen his son once, leaving Tian to raise David by herself.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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She chose at that time to remain in the navy, helping soldiers recover from injuries and go home to their own loved ones as a way to both honor and grieve for her husband. She continued in what amounted to a reasonably &#039;normal&#039; life, raising her son, and watching with pride as he took his own oath and joined the navy. When the second U-War began, Tian was assigned to Vandenburg&#039;s hospital, placed on the short list for Captain, and groomed to take over the running of the base&#039;s hospital.&lt;br /&gt;
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All that changed when the Independents took Boros. Tian evacuated all the patients and staff who could get out when the call came but she volunteered herself to stay and take care of those who couldn&#039;t be moved. Several of her staff also remained. They were held at Vandenburg for nearly three months, treated well enough in that time, and for Tian it changed the way she saw certain things. She struggled with her feelings about the planetary bombardment of a civilian population, the soldier and the doctor within her at war over the how and why of those actions, the rightness of them. After being traded back to the Alliance in a prisoner trade, she found herself unable to reconcile what happened in her own head. In addition to facing possible actions from the military (she should have tried to escape, etc.) she was also facing a medical review board (which cleared her of all actions on that front) and a bit of a crisis of faith. After seeing posters for the Interplanetary Restoration Program, Tian finally came to the decision that she could be more help out there than she really could in White Sun and chose to put in her retirement papers.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Physical Appearance&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Image:Tian.jpeg|150px|left]] &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She is a petite woman, perhaps all of 5&#039;2 in her stocking feet though that&#039;s hard to tell because always wears sturdy shoes with at least a two-inch heel. She carries herself with the subtle kind of authority and calm demeanor that comes of a lifetime of military and hospital service, deep brown eyes alert and aware of the area around her without seeming overly anxious about it. She has dark brown hair streaked with subtle shades of blonde and red that she wears in a short style that would be severe if it weren&#039;t for the wisps that play around her face and seems to be a quiet woman with a ready smile and a sparkle to her brown eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Psychological Profile&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
Tian is a compassionate woman who knows how to temper her empathy with pragmatism. She is a consummate professional when it comes to her medical skills, but beneath that cool exterior she is a generally happy person who enjoys life. It has always been clear too that her son comes first. She is a loving albeit somewhat strict parent, and she is proud of her son for choosing to follow in his father&#039;s footsteps. Having lost her husband in the first U-War, Tian could have become bitter and left military service but instead she was driven to keep other families from suffering the kind of loss that she and her son faced and continued on in the Alliance Navy, taking care of every soldier who came under her care not just with professional courtesy but genuine kindness.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Notes from the files of psychologist Cmdr. Ian Rothschild:&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Report Entered into Alliance Navy Medical Service Records&lt;br /&gt;
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Patient: Lt. Cmdr Grace Tian, MD&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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After a full six-week required course of treatment, I find the following:&lt;br /&gt;
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1) Dr. Grace is suffering mild anxiety and post-traumatic stress that I would expect to see in any of our soldiers returning from battle. She is coping with nightmares of the navy&#039;s retreat from Vandenburg and also reports flashback bad dreams of her husband&#039;s death in the U-War but is dealing with them in a healthy manner consistent with her personality. Her time in captivity with the enemy was, by her own accounts and those of personnel who were with her at the time, respectful and polite. She has no unmanageable trauma from her time as a POW.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
2) Although she is reluctant to speak on the matter, Dr. Grace has begun to show signs of questioning the decisions made by superiors. Her demeanor remains at all times professional when speaking of her ordeal, but there are times when she speaks of patients she treated or particular situations on the ground wherein there is a shift in tone, a dilation of the eyes. She is forthright on the matter of her own decisions -- she remained at Vandenburg to continue to care for Alliance personnel who could not be evacuated and takes pride in that choice.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
At this time, Dr. Grace is being released from care and cleared to resume her usual duties. It is my recommendation, however, that she be observed at regular intervals and any actions that deviate from the norm followed up. It is difficult to determine whether she has been compromised by her time as a POW or if she is merely reacting with empathy to the injuries and deaths she has witnessed. Because her job does not bring her into contact with classified materials, I do not believe full surveillance is required but there is an undercurrent to her responses that bears watching.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;RPs &amp;amp; Journal Entries&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;Pre-Game&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
First UWar&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Crossroads]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Second UWar&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Lowering of the Colors]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Sound Retreat]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Salute the Colors]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Folding the Flag]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Firefly-RPG|Return to Firefly-RPG]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Return to [[Delilah_Crew|the Crew]] Page&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
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		<title>Grace Tian</title>
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|spent_s02e19=Fight to d6&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s02e20=Notice Speciality (Being Watched)&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Background&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
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Raised in an upper-middle-class family on Ariel, Tian -- one of four children -- was a cheerful child and a bright student. She showed talent early on for maths and sciences, a situation that her teachers noted and nurtured. By the time secondary school came around, Tian was excelling in her courses and received a scholarship to university as well as another to medical school from the Alliance Navy, both of which she deferred in favor of enlisting when the first UWar began. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Image:DavidSpencer.jpg|100px|thumbnail|left|David Spencer]] Tian joined the Alliance navy and trained as a combat medic. It was a job she loved; there was adventure and adrenaline, and she was serving. The war took her out to Highgate, and there she met Danny Spencer after a convoy she was traveling with was ambushed. Battlefield romances being what they are, it was something of a whirlwind courtship. They were married quickly and Tian was pregnant even faster after that (rather unexpectedly, thankyousomuch!) She was sent Coreward as soon as that happened and Danny stayed on the front lines. She took the opportunity to go ahead and get her university degree and begin medical school. Danny returned whenever he could get leave, but it was difficult. Then he was killed near the end of the war, having only seen his son once, leaving Tian to raise David by herself.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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She chose at that time to remain in the navy, helping soldiers recover from injuries and go home to their own loved ones as a way to both honor and grieve for her husband. She continued in what amounted to a reasonably &#039;normal&#039; life, raising her son, and watching with pride as he took his own oath and joined the navy. When the second U-War began, Tian was assigned to Vandenburg&#039;s hospital, placed on the short list for Captain, and groomed to take over the running of the base&#039;s hospital.&lt;br /&gt;
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All that changed when the Independents took Boros. Tian evacuated all the patients and staff who could get out when the call came but she volunteered herself to stay and take care of those who couldn&#039;t be moved. Several of her staff also remained. They were held at Vandenburg for nearly three months, treated well enough in that time, and for Tian it changed the way she saw certain things. She struggled with her feelings about the planetary bombardment of a civilian population, the soldier and the doctor within her at war over the how and why of those actions, the rightness of them. After being traded back to the Alliance in a prisoner trade, she found herself unable to reconcile what happened in her own head. In addition to facing possible actions from the military (she should have tried to escape, etc.) she was also facing a medical review board (which cleared her of all actions on that front) and a bit of a crisis of faith. After seeing posters for the Interplanetary Restoration Program, Tian finally came to the decision that she could be more help out there than she really could in White Sun and chose to put in her retirement papers.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Physical Appearance&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Image:Tian.jpeg|150px|left]] &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She is a petite woman, perhaps all of 5&#039;2 in her stocking feet though that&#039;s hard to tell because always wears sturdy shoes with at least a two-inch heel. She carries herself with the subtle kind of authority and calm demeanor that comes of a lifetime of military and hospital service, deep brown eyes alert and aware of the area around her without seeming overly anxious about it. She has dark brown hair streaked with subtle shades of blonde and red that she wears in a short style that would be severe if it weren&#039;t for the wisps that play around her face and seems to be a quiet woman with a ready smile and a sparkle to her brown eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Psychological Profile&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
Tian is a compassionate woman who knows how to temper her empathy with pragmatism. She is a consummate professional when it comes to her medical skills, but beneath that cool exterior she is a generally happy person who enjoys life. It has always been clear too that her son comes first. She is a loving albeit somewhat strict parent, and she is proud of her son for choosing to follow in his father&#039;s footsteps. Having lost her husband in the first U-War, Tian could have become bitter and left military service but instead she was driven to keep other families from suffering the kind of loss that she and her son faced and continued on in the Alliance Navy, taking care of every soldier who came under her care not just with professional courtesy but genuine kindness.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Notes from the files of psychologist Cmdr. Ian Rothschild:&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Report Entered into Alliance Navy Medical Service Records&lt;br /&gt;
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Patient: Lt. Cmdr Grace Tian, MD&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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After a full six-week required course of treatment, I find the following:&lt;br /&gt;
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1) Dr. Grace is suffering mild anxiety and post-traumatic stress that I would expect to see in any of our soldiers returning from battle. She is coping with nightmares of the navy&#039;s retreat from Vandenburg and also reports flashback bad dreams of her husband&#039;s death in the U-War but is dealing with them in a healthy manner consistent with her personality. Her time in captivity with the enemy was, by her own accounts and those of personnel who were with her at the time, respectful and polite. She has no unmanageable trauma from her time as a POW.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
2) Although she is reluctant to speak on the matter, Dr. Grace has begun to show signs of questioning the decisions made by superiors. Her demeanor remains at all times professional when speaking of her ordeal, but there are times when she speaks of patients she treated or particular situations on the ground wherein there is a shift in tone, a dilation of the eyes. She is forthright on the matter of her own decisions -- she remained at Vandenburg to continue to care for Alliance personnel who could not be evacuated and takes pride in that choice.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
At this time, Dr. Grace is being released from care and cleared to resume her usual duties. It is my recommendation, however, that she be observed at regular intervals and any actions that deviate from the norm followed up. It is difficult to determine whether she has been compromised by her time as a POW or if she is merely reacting with empathy to the injuries and deaths she has witnessed. Because her job does not bring her into contact with classified materials, I do not believe full surveillance is required but there is an undercurrent to her responses that bears watching.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;RPs &amp;amp; Journal Entries&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Crossroads]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Second UWar&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Lowering of the Colors]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
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		<title>Grace Tian</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: &lt;/p&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Background&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
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Raised in an upper-middle-class family on Ariel, Tian -- one of four children -- was a cheerful child and a bright student. She showed talent early on for maths and sciences, a situation that her teachers noted and nurtured. By the time secondary school came around, Tian was excelling in her courses and received a scholarship to university as well as another to medical school from the Alliance Navy, both of which she deferred in favor of enlisting when the first UWar began. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:DavidSpencer.jpg|100px|thumbnail|left|David Spencer]] Tian joined the Alliance navy and trained as a combat medic. It was a job she loved; there was adventure and adrenaline, and she was serving. The war took her out to Highgate, and there she met Danny Spencer after a convoy she was traveling with was ambushed. Battlefield romances being what they are, it was something of a whirlwind courtship. They were married quickly and Tian was pregnant even faster after that (rather unexpectedly, thankyousomuch!) She was sent Coreward as soon as that happened and Danny stayed on the front lines. She took the opportunity to go ahead and get her university degree and begin medical school. Danny returned whenever he could get leave, but it was difficult. Then he was killed near the end of the war, having only seen his son once, leaving Tian to raise David by herself.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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She chose at that time to remain in the navy, helping soldiers recover from injuries and go home to their own loved ones as a way to both honor and grieve for her husband. She continued in what amounted to a reasonably &#039;normal&#039; life, raising her son, and watching with pride as he took his own oath and joined the navy. When the second U-War began, Tian was assigned to Vandenburg&#039;s hospital, placed on the short list for Captain, and groomed to take over the running of the base&#039;s hospital.&lt;br /&gt;
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All that changed when the Independents took Boros. Tian evacuated all the patients and staff who could get out when the call came but she volunteered herself to stay and take care of those who couldn&#039;t be moved. Several of her staff also remained. They were held at Vandenburg for nearly three months, treated well enough in that time, and for Tian it changed the way she saw certain things. She struggled with her feelings about the planetary bombardment of a civilian population, the soldier and the doctor within her at war over the how and why of those actions, the rightness of them. After being traded back to the Alliance in a prisoner trade, she found herself unable to reconcile what happened in her own head. In addition to facing possible actions from the military (she should have tried to escape, etc.) she was also facing a medical review board (which cleared her of all actions on that front) and a bit of a crisis of faith. After seeing posters for the Interplanetary Restoration Program, Tian finally came to the decision that she could be more help out there than she really could in White Sun and chose to put in her retirement papers.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Physical Appearance&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Image:Tian.jpeg|150px|left]] &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She is a petite woman, perhaps all of 5&#039;2 in her stocking feet though that&#039;s hard to tell because always wears sturdy shoes with at least a two-inch heel. She carries herself with the subtle kind of authority and calm demeanor that comes of a lifetime of military and hospital service, deep brown eyes alert and aware of the area around her without seeming overly anxious about it. She has dark brown hair streaked with subtle shades of blonde and red that she wears in a short style that would be severe if it weren&#039;t for the wisps that play around her face and seems to be a quiet woman with a ready smile and a sparkle to her brown eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Psychological Profile&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
Tian is a compassionate woman who knows how to temper her empathy with pragmatism. She is a consummate professional when it comes to her medical skills, but beneath that cool exterior she is a generally happy person who enjoys life. It has always been clear too that her son comes first. She is a loving albeit somewhat strict parent, and she is proud of her son for choosing to follow in his father&#039;s footsteps. Having lost her husband in the first U-War, Tian could have become bitter and left military service but instead she was driven to keep other families from suffering the kind of loss that she and her son faced and continued on in the Alliance Navy, taking care of every soldier who came under her care not just with professional courtesy but genuine kindness.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Notes from the files of psychologist Cmdr. Ian Rothschild:&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Report Entered into Alliance Navy Medical Service Records&lt;br /&gt;
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Patient: Lt. Cmdr Grace Tian, MD&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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After a full six-week required course of treatment, I find the following:&lt;br /&gt;
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1) Dr. Grace is suffering mild anxiety and post-traumatic stress that I would expect to see in any of our soldiers returning from battle. She is coping with nightmares of the navy&#039;s retreat from Vandenburg and also reports flashback bad dreams of her husband&#039;s death in the U-War but is dealing with them in a healthy manner consistent with her personality. Her time in captivity with the enemy was, by her own accounts and those of personnel who were with her at the time, respectful and polite. She has no unmanageable trauma from her time as a POW.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
2) Although she is reluctant to speak on the matter, Dr. Grace has begun to show signs of questioning the decisions made by superiors. Her demeanor remains at all times professional when speaking of her ordeal, but there are times when she speaks of patients she treated or particular situations on the ground wherein there is a shift in tone, a dilation of the eyes. She is forthright on the matter of her own decisions -- she remained at Vandenburg to continue to care for Alliance personnel who could not be evacuated and takes pride in that choice.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
At this time, Dr. Grace is being released from care and cleared to resume her usual duties. It is my recommendation, however, that she be observed at regular intervals and any actions that deviate from the norm followed up. It is difficult to determine whether she has been compromised by her time as a POW or if she is merely reacting with empathy to the injuries and deaths she has witnessed. Because her job does not bring her into contact with classified materials, I do not believe full surveillance is required but there is an undercurrent to her responses that bears watching.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;RPs &amp;amp; Journal Entries&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Pre-Game&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
First UWar&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Crossroads]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Second UWar&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Lowering of the Colors]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Sound Retreat]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Salute the Colors]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Folding the Flag]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Firefly-RPG|Return to Firefly-RPG]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Return to [[Delilah_Crew|the Crew]] Page&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Grace_Tian&amp;diff=275269</id>
		<title>Grace Tian</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Grace_Tian&amp;diff=275269"/>
		<updated>2015-01-08T00:29:42Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: &lt;/p&gt;
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|distinctions_role_triggers@1_name=Buying Time&lt;br /&gt;
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|distinctions_background_triggers@0_name=Do I Know You?&lt;br /&gt;
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|distinctions_personality_triggers@0_text=Start every Episode with an Exhausted d6 Complication. Step it up to reroll the dice on an Action. Once it exceeds d12, you are out until given medical treatment.&lt;br /&gt;
|distinctions_personality_triggers@1_name=Blood, Toil, Tears and Sweat&lt;br /&gt;
|distinctions_personality_triggers@1_text=Spend 1 PP to add your labor to your next roll in addition to any other Skill you are using.&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@0_name:Craft_die=4&lt;br /&gt;
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|sigAssets@1_name=Academy Med Bag&lt;br /&gt;
|sigAssets@1_die=8&lt;br /&gt;
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|spent_s01e01=Delilah Medbay&lt;br /&gt;
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|spent_s02e07=&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s02e08=&lt;br /&gt;
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|spent_s02e17=&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s02e18=&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s02e19=&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s02e20=&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Background&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Raised in an upper-middle-class family on Ariel, Tian -- one of four children -- was a cheerful child and a bright student. She showed talent early on for maths and sciences, a situation that her teachers noted and nurtured. By the time secondary school came around, Tian was excelling in her courses and received a scholarship to university as well as another to medical school from the Alliance Navy, both of which she deferred in favor of enlisting when the first UWar began. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:DavidSpencer.jpg|100px|thumbnail|left|David Spencer]] Tian joined the Alliance navy and trained as a combat medic. It was a job she loved; there was adventure and adrenaline, and she was serving. The war took her out to Highgate, and there she met Danny Spencer after a convoy she was traveling with was ambushed. Battlefield romances being what they are, it was something of a whirlwind courtship. They were married quickly and Tian was pregnant even faster after that (rather unexpectedly, thankyousomuch!) She was sent Coreward as soon as that happened and Danny stayed on the front lines. She took the opportunity to go ahead and get her university degree and begin medical school. Danny returned whenever he could get leave, but it was difficult. Then he was killed near the end of the war, having only seen his son once, leaving Tian to raise David by herself.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She chose at that time to remain in the navy, helping soldiers recover from injuries and go home to their own loved ones as a way to both honor and grieve for her husband. She continued in what amounted to a reasonably &#039;normal&#039; life, raising her son, and watching with pride as he took his own oath and joined the navy. When the second U-War began, Tian was assigned to Vandenburg&#039;s hospital, placed on the short list for Captain, and groomed to take over the running of the base&#039;s hospital.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
All that changed when the Independents took Boros. Tian evacuated all the patients and staff who could get out when the call came but she volunteered herself to stay and take care of those who couldn&#039;t be moved. Several of her staff also remained. They were held at Vandenburg for nearly three months, treated well enough in that time, and for Tian it changed the way she saw certain things. She struggled with her feelings about the planetary bombardment of a civilian population, the soldier and the doctor within her at war over the how and why of those actions, the rightness of them. After being traded back to the Alliance in a prisoner trade, she found herself unable to reconcile what happened in her own head. In addition to facing possible actions from the military (she should have tried to escape, etc.) she was also facing a medical review board (which cleared her of all actions on that front) and a bit of a crisis of faith. After seeing posters for the Interplanetary Restoration Program, Tian finally came to the decision that she could be more help out there than she really could in White Sun and chose to put in her retirement papers.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Physical Appearance&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:Tian.jpeg|150px|left]] &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She is a petite woman, perhaps all of 5&#039;2 in her stocking feet though that&#039;s hard to tell because always wears sturdy shoes with at least a two-inch heel. She carries herself with the subtle kind of authority and calm demeanor that comes of a lifetime of military and hospital service, deep brown eyes alert and aware of the area around her without seeming overly anxious about it. She has dark brown hair streaked with subtle shades of blonde and red that she wears in a short style that would be severe if it weren&#039;t for the wisps that play around her face and seems to be a quiet woman with a ready smile and a sparkle to her brown eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Psychological Profile&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
Tian is a compassionate woman who knows how to temper her empathy with pragmatism. She is a consummate professional when it comes to her medical skills, but beneath that cool exterior she is a generally happy person who enjoys life. It has always been clear too that her son comes first. She is a loving albeit somewhat strict parent, and she is proud of her son for choosing to follow in his father&#039;s footsteps. Having lost her husband in the first U-War, Tian could have become bitter and left military service but instead she was driven to keep other families from suffering the kind of loss that she and her son faced and continued on in the Alliance Navy, taking care of every soldier who came under her care not just with professional courtesy but genuine kindness.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Notes from the files of psychologist Cmdr. Ian Rothschild:&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Report Entered into Alliance Navy Medical Service Records&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Patient: Lt. Cmdr Grace Tian, MD&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After a full six-week required course of treatment, I find the following:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
1) Dr. Grace is suffering mild anxiety and post-traumatic stress that I would expect to see in any of our soldiers returning from battle. She is coping with nightmares of the navy&#039;s retreat from Vandenburg and also reports flashback bad dreams of her husband&#039;s death in the U-War but is dealing with them in a healthy manner consistent with her personality. Her time in captivity with the enemy was, by her own accounts and those of personnel who were with her at the time, respectful and polite. She has no unmanageable trauma from her time as a POW.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
2) Although she is reluctant to speak on the matter, Dr. Grace has begun to show signs of questioning the decisions made by superiors. Her demeanor remains at all times professional when speaking of her ordeal, but there are times when she speaks of patients she treated or particular situations on the ground wherein there is a shift in tone, a dilation of the eyes. She is forthright on the matter of her own decisions -- she remained at Vandenburg to continue to care for Alliance personnel who could not be evacuated and takes pride in that choice.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
At this time, Dr. Grace is being released from care and cleared to resume her usual duties. It is my recommendation, however, that she be observed at regular intervals and any actions that deviate from the norm followed up. It is difficult to determine whether she has been compromised by her time as a POW or if she is merely reacting with empathy to the injuries and deaths she has witnessed. Because her job does not bring her into contact with classified materials, I do not believe full surveillance is required but there is an undercurrent to her responses that bears watching.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;RPs &amp;amp; Journal Entries&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Pre-Game&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
First UWar&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Crossroads]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Second UWar&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Lowering of the Colors]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Sound Retreat]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Salute the Colors]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Folding the Flag]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Firefly-RPG|Return to Firefly-RPG]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Return to [[Delilah_Crew|the Crew]] Page&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Grace_Tian&amp;diff=275268</id>
		<title>Grace Tian</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Grace_Tian&amp;diff=275268"/>
		<updated>2015-01-08T00:25:28Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: &lt;/p&gt;
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|name=Grace Tian&lt;br /&gt;
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|themeSong=&amp;quot;Oblivion,&amp;quot; M83&lt;br /&gt;
|actor=Teryl Rothery&lt;br /&gt;
|fullName=Grace Tian Serena&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;(Western: Tian Serena Grace)&lt;br /&gt;
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|distinctions_role_triggers@0_name=Less than Ideal Circumstances&lt;br /&gt;
|distinctions_role_triggers@0_text=Step back any complications to a Treat roll based on distractions, lack of equipment, hygiene, or similar problems.&lt;br /&gt;
|distinctions_role_triggers@1_name=Buying Time&lt;br /&gt;
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|distinctions_background_name=Fallen From Grace&lt;br /&gt;
|distinctions_background_triggers@0_name=Do I Know You?&lt;br /&gt;
|distinctions_background_triggers@0_text=Spend 1 PP to gain a d6 Morale Boost Asset from an unexpected ally.&lt;br /&gt;
|distinctions_background_triggers@1_name=Court of Public Opinion&lt;br /&gt;
|distinctions_background_triggers@1_text=Get a Plot Point when you get a complication arising from Fed personnel&#039;s or aligned people&#039;s belief in the accusations of treason against the Alliance.&lt;br /&gt;
|distinctions_personality_name=Seeking Atonement&lt;br /&gt;
|distinctions_personality_triggers@0_name=Nightmares&lt;br /&gt;
|distinctions_personality_triggers@0_text=Start every Episode with an Exhausted d6 Complication. Step it up to reroll the dice on an Action. Once it exceeds d12, you are out until given medical treatment.&lt;br /&gt;
|distinctions_personality_triggers@1_name=Blood, Toil, Tears and Sweat&lt;br /&gt;
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|skills@3_name:Fix_specializations@1=&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@4_name:Fly_die=4&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@4_name:Fly_specializations@0=&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@4_name:Fly_specializations@1=&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@5_name:Focus_die=8&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@5_name:Focus_specializations@0=Intimidation&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@5_name:Focus_specializations@1=&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@6_name:Influence_die=8&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@6_name:Influence_specializations@0=&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@6_name:Influence_specializations@1=&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@7_name:Know_die=8&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@7_name:Know_specializations@0=Military Society&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@7_name:Know_specializations@1=Medical Research&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@8_name:Labor_die=8&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@8_name:Labor_specializations@0=&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@8_name:Labor_specializations@1=&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@9_name:Move_die=6&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@9_name:Move_specializations@0=&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@9_name:Move_specializations@1=&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@10_name:Notice_die=8&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@10_name:Notice_specializations@0=Being Watched&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@10_name:Notice_specializations@1=&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@11_name:Operate_die=4&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@11_name:Operate_specializations@0=&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@11_name:Operate_specializations@1=&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@12_name:Perform_die=4&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@12_name:Perform_specializations@0=&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@12_name:Perform_specializations@1=&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@13_name:Shoot_die=6&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@13_name:Shoot_specializations@0=&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@13_name:Shoot_specializations@1=&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@14_name:Sneak_die=8&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@14_name:Sneak_specializations@0=&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@14_name:Sneak_specializations@1=&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@15_name:Survive_die=6&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@15_name:Survive_specializations@0=&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@15_name:Survive_specializations@1=&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@16_name:Throw_die=4&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@16_name:Throw_specializations@0=&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@16_name:Throw_specializations@1=&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@17_name:Treat_die=12&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@17_name:Treat_specializations@0=Trauma Medicine&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@17_name:Treat_specializations@1=Surgery&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@18_name:Trick_die=6&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@18_name:Trick_specializations@0=&lt;br /&gt;
|skills@18_name:Trick_specializations@1=&lt;br /&gt;
|sigAssets@0_name=Clinic in a Can&lt;br /&gt;
|sigAssets@0_die=8&lt;br /&gt;
|sigAssets@0_triggers@0_name=&lt;br /&gt;
|sigAssets@0_triggers@0_description=&lt;br /&gt;
|sigAssets@0_triggers@1_name=&lt;br /&gt;
|sigAssets@0_triggers@1_description=&lt;br /&gt;
|sigAssets@1_name=Academy Med Bag&lt;br /&gt;
|sigAssets@1_die=8&lt;br /&gt;
|sigAssets@1_triggers@0_name=&lt;br /&gt;
|sigAssets@1_triggers@0_description=&lt;br /&gt;
|sigAssets@1_triggers@1_name=&lt;br /&gt;
|sigAssets@1_triggers@1_description=&lt;br /&gt;
|sigAssets@2_name=&lt;br /&gt;
|sigAssets@2_die=&lt;br /&gt;
|sigAssets@2_triggers@0_name=&lt;br /&gt;
|sigAssets@2_triggers@0_description=&lt;br /&gt;
|sigAssets@2_triggers@1_name=&lt;br /&gt;
|sigAssets@2_triggers@1_description=&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s01e01=Delilah Medbay&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s01e02=Delilah Medbay&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s01e03=Labor(d6)&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s01e04=Labor(d6)&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s01e05=Labor(d8)&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s01e06=Labor(d8)&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s01e07=Labor(d8)&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s01e08=Trigger (Blood, Toil, Tears and Sweat)&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s01e09=Trigger (Blood, Toil, Tears and Sweat)&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s01e10=Trigger (Less than Ideal Circumstances)&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s01e11=Trigger (Less than Ideal Circumstances)&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s01e12=Notice Specialty (Being Watched)&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s01e13=Drive (d6)&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s01e14=Drive (d6)&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s02e01=Distinction change from Treason Suspect to Fallen From Grace&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s02e02=Trigger (Do I know You?)&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s02e03=Trigger (Do I Know You?)&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s02e04=Rechargeable BDH die&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s02e05=Rechargeable BDH die&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s02e06=&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s02e07=&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s02e08=&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s02e09=&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s02e10=&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s02e11=&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s02e12=&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s02e13=&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s02e14=&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s02e15=&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s02e16=&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s02e17=&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s02e18=&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s02e19=&lt;br /&gt;
|spent_s02e20=&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Background&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Raised in an upper-middle-class family on Ariel, Tian -- one of four children -- was a cheerful child and a bright student. She showed talent early on for maths and sciences, a situation that her teachers noted and nurtured. By the time secondary school came around, Tian was excelling in her courses and received a scholarship to university as well as another to medical school from the Alliance Navy, both of which she deferred in favor of enlisting when the first UWar began. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:DavidSpencer.jpg|100px|thumbnail|left|David Spencer]] Tian joined the Alliance navy and trained as a combat medic. It was a job she loved; there was adventure and adrenaline, and she was serving. The war took her out to Highgate, and there she met Danny Spencer after a convoy she was traveling with was ambushed. Battlefield romances being what they are, it was something of a whirlwind courtship. They were married quickly and Tian was pregnant even faster after that (rather unexpectedly, thankyousomuch!) She was sent Coreward as soon as that happened and Danny stayed on the front lines. She took the opportunity to go ahead and get her university degree and begin medical school. Danny returned whenever he could get leave, but it was difficult. Then he was killed near the end of the war, having only seen his son once, leaving Tian to raise David by herself.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She chose at that time to remain in the navy, helping soldiers recover from injuries and go home to their own loved ones as a way to both honor and grieve for her husband. She continued in what amounted to a reasonably &#039;normal&#039; life, raising her son, and watching with pride as he took his own oath and joined the navy. When the second U-War began, Tian was assigned to Vandenburg&#039;s hospital, placed on the short list for Captain, and groomed to take over the running of the base&#039;s hospital.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
All that changed when the Independents took Boros. Tian evacuated all the patients and staff who could get out when the call came but she volunteered herself to stay and take care of those who couldn&#039;t be moved. Several of her staff also remained. They were held at Vandenburg for nearly three months, treated well enough in that time, and for Tian it changed the way she saw certain things. She struggled with her feelings about the planetary bombardment of a civilian population, the soldier and the doctor within her at war over the how and why of those actions, the rightness of them. After being traded back to the Alliance in a prisoner trade, she found herself unable to reconcile what happened in her own head. In addition to facing possible actions from the military (she should have tried to escape, etc.) she was also facing a medical review board (which cleared her of all actions on that front) and a bit of a crisis of faith. After seeing posters for the Interplanetary Restoration Program, Tian finally came to the decision that she could be more help out there than she really could in White Sun and chose to put in her retirement papers.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Physical Appearance&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:Tian.jpeg|150px|left]] &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She is a petite woman, perhaps all of 5&#039;2 in her stocking feet though that&#039;s hard to tell because always wears sturdy shoes with at least a two-inch heel. She carries herself with the subtle kind of authority and calm demeanor that comes of a lifetime of military and hospital service, deep brown eyes alert and aware of the area around her without seeming overly anxious about it. She has dark brown hair streaked with subtle shades of blonde and red that she wears in a short style that would be severe if it weren&#039;t for the wisps that play around her face and seems to be a quiet woman with a ready smile and a sparkle to her brown eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Psychological Profile&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
Tian is a compassionate woman who knows how to temper her empathy with pragmatism. She is a consummate professional when it comes to her medical skills, but beneath that cool exterior she is a generally happy person who enjoys life. It has always been clear too that her son comes first. She is a loving albeit somewhat strict parent, and she is proud of her son for choosing to follow in his father&#039;s footsteps. Having lost her husband in the first U-War, Tian could have become bitter and left military service but instead she was driven to keep other families from suffering the kind of loss that she and her son faced and continued on in the Alliance Navy, taking care of every soldier who came under her care not just with professional courtesy but genuine kindness.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Notes from the files of psychologist Cmdr. Ian Rothschild:&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Report Entered into Alliance Navy Medical Service Records&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Patient: Lt. Cmdr Grace Tian, MD&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After a full six-week required course of treatment, I find the following:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
1) Dr. Grace is suffering mild anxiety and post-traumatic stress that I would expect to see in any of our soldiers returning from battle. She is coping with nightmares of the navy&#039;s retreat from Vandenburg and also reports flashback bad dreams of her husband&#039;s death in the U-War but is dealing with them in a healthy manner consistent with her personality. Her time in captivity with the enemy was, by her own accounts and those of personnel who were with her at the time, respectful and polite. She has no unmanageable trauma from her time as a POW.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
2) Although she is reluctant to speak on the matter, Dr. Grace has begun to show signs of questioning the decisions made by superiors. Her demeanor remains at all times professional when speaking of her ordeal, but there are times when she speaks of patients she treated or particular situations on the ground wherein there is a shift in tone, a dilation of the eyes. She is forthright on the matter of her own decisions -- she remained at Vandenburg to continue to care for Alliance personnel who could not be evacuated and takes pride in that choice.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
At this time, Dr. Grace is being released from care and cleared to resume her usual duties. It is my recommendation, however, that she be observed at regular intervals and any actions that deviate from the norm followed up. It is difficult to determine whether she has been compromised by her time as a POW or if she is merely reacting with empathy to the injuries and deaths she has witnessed. Because her job does not bring her into contact with classified materials, I do not believe full surveillance is required but there is an undercurrent to her responses that bears watching.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;RPs &amp;amp; Journal Entries&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Pre-Game&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
First UWar&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Crossroads]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Second UWar&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Lowering of the Colors]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Sound Retreat]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Salute the Colors]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Folding the Flag]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Firefly-RPG|Return to Firefly-RPG]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Return to [[Delilah_Crew|the Crew]] Page&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Delilah_Crew_Relationship_Map&amp;diff=274203</id>
		<title>Delilah Crew Relationship Map</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Delilah_Crew_Relationship_Map&amp;diff=274203"/>
		<updated>2014-12-14T20:44:08Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{| border=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; height=120px width=&amp;quot;17%&amp;quot;|&#039;&#039;&#039;Crew Member&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:Levitt-quick.jpg|100px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Valentine Quick]]&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:Ross-McAlister.jpg|75px|]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Rachel McAlister]]&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:Giamatti.jpg|85px|]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Tony Malloy| Tony &amp;quot;Poco&amp;quot; Malloy]]&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:Tian.jpeg|75px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Grace Tian]]&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:VictoriaT.jpg|75px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[[Viktoria Tikhonova]] &lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;left&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
! [[Image:Levitt-quick.jpg|100px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Valentine Quick]]&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;left&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
![[Image:Ross-McAlister.jpg|75px|]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Rachel McAlister]]&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;left&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
![[Image:Giamatti.jpg|85px|]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Tony Malloy| Tony &amp;quot;Poco&amp;quot; Malloy]] &lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;left&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
![[Image:Tian.jpeg|75px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Grace Tian]]&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset: &#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Captain&#039;s Number One:&#039;&#039; When Val backs her decisions as XO&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication: &#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Contagious Indecision:&#039;&#039;  When Val waffles about a decision that needs to be made&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset: &#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;No Words Required:&#039;&#039; When intentions are communicated with a single look&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication: &#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;You Ain&#039;t the Boss of Me:&#039;&#039; When Rachel challenges or disobeys an order&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset: &#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Silent Partner:&#039;&#039; When Poco willingly helps Tian&#039;s altruism&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication: &#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;I&#039;m Going To Hit You:&#039;&#039; When Poco&#039;s self-interest conflicts with Tian&#039;s intentions&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset: &#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Optimist Prime:&#039;&#039; When Viki&#039;s viewpoint helps Tian see the bright side&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication: &#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Tuning Out:&#039;&#039; When Viki’s prattle goes on too long&lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;left&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
![[Image:VictoriaT.jpg|75px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[[Viktoria Tikhonova]] &lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset: &#039;&#039;Starry-Eyed Crush&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039; - When Valentine asks Vikki to do anything&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication: &#039;&#039;Crushed with Dissappointment&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039; - When Valentine asks or does something that runs counter to her idealistic perception of &#039;&#039;him&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset: &#039;&#039;Kindred Spirits&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039; - When Rachel and Vikki share in their empathy for &#039;&#039;Delilah&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication: &#039;&#039;Spirits Misaligned&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039; - If Rachel ever asks Vikki to go counter to her feelings for &#039;&#039;Delilah&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset: &#039;&#039;Favorite Brother/Uncle&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039; - When Poco asks Vikki for her help or opinion &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication: &#039;&#039;Stop Being a Jerk!&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039; - Whenever Poco does/orders something that seems mean or shady&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset: &#039;&#039;Familial Feelings&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039; - Whenever Tian treats her like a sister or an adult &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication: &#039;&#039;Familial Misfortune&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039; - Vikki&#039;s worry over Tian&#039;s state of health (mental or physical)&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
== Relationship Triggers ==&lt;br /&gt;
Each Character can create/define a &amp;quot;relationship&amp;quot; with any other. This represent your relationships with the other crew. In each case, you define the circumstances when it is an &#039;&#039;&#039;asset&#039;&#039;&#039;, and when it is a &#039;&#039;&#039;complication&#039;&#039;&#039;.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
When it is an Asset, you can spend a plot point and get a stepped up asset D8 (it doesn&#039;t count as an asset unless you spend the point)&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
When it is a complication, you can declare it so and create a D6 Complication or step it up, and get a plot point.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You can continue to get plot points by stepping up the complication (once per scene)&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Delilah_Crew]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Firefly-RPG]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Delilah_Crew_Relationship_Map&amp;diff=274201</id>
		<title>Delilah Crew Relationship Map</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Delilah_Crew_Relationship_Map&amp;diff=274201"/>
		<updated>2014-12-14T20:39:59Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{| border=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; height=120px width=&amp;quot;17%&amp;quot;|&#039;&#039;&#039;Crew Member&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:Levitt-quick.jpg|100px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Valentine Quick]]&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:Ross-McAlister.jpg|75px|]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Rachel McAlister]]&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:Giamatti.jpg|85px|]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Tony Malloy| Tony &amp;quot;Poco&amp;quot; Malloy]]&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:Tian.jpeg|75px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Grace Tian]]&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:VictoriaT.jpg|75px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[[Viktoria Tikhonova]] &lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;left&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
! [[Image:Levitt-quick.jpg|100px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Valentine Quick]]&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;left&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
![[Image:Ross-McAlister.jpg|75px|]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Rachel McAlister]]&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;left&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
![[Image:Giamatti.jpg|85px|]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Tony Malloy| Tony &amp;quot;Poco&amp;quot; Malloy]] &lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;left&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
![[Image:Tian.jpeg|75px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Grace Tian]]&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset: &#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Captain&#039;s Number One:&#039;&#039; When Val backs her decisions as XO&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication: &#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Contagious Indecision:&#039;&#039;  When Val waffles about a decision that needs to be made&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset: &#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;No Words Required:&#039;&#039; When intentions are communicated with a single look&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication: &#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;You Ain&#039;t the Boss of Me:&#039;&#039; When Rachel challenges or disobeys an order&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset: &#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Silent Partner:&#039;&#039; When Poco willingly helps Tian&#039;s altruism&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication: &#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset: &#039;&#039;&#039; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication: &#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Tuning Out:&#039;&#039; When Viki’s prattle goes on too long&lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;left&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
![[Image:VictoriaT.jpg|75px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[[Viktoria Tikhonova]] &lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Starry-Eyed Crush&#039;&#039; - When Valentine asks Vikki to do anything&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Crushed with Dissappointment&#039;&#039; - When Valentine asks or does something that runs counter to her idealistic perception of &#039;&#039;him&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Kindred Spirits&#039;&#039; - When Rachel and Vikki share in their empathy for &#039;&#039;Delilah&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Spirits Misaligned&#039;&#039; - If Rachel ever asks Vikki to go counter to her feelings for &#039;&#039;Delilah&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Favorite Brother/Uncle&#039;&#039; - When Poco asks Vikki for her help or opinion &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Stop Being a Jerk!&#039;&#039; - Whenever Poco does/orders something that seems mean or shady&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Familial Feelings&#039;&#039; - Whenever Tian treats her like a sister or an adult &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Familial Misfortune&#039;&#039; - Vikki&#039;s worry over Tian&#039;s state of health (mental or physical)&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
== Relationship Triggers ==&lt;br /&gt;
Each Character can create/define a &amp;quot;relationship&amp;quot; with any other. This represent your relationships with the other crew. In each case, you define the circumstances when it is an &#039;&#039;&#039;asset&#039;&#039;&#039;, and when it is a &#039;&#039;&#039;complication&#039;&#039;&#039;.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
When it is an Asset, you can spend a plot point and get a stepped up asset D8 (it doesn&#039;t count as an asset unless you spend the point)&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
When it is a complication, you can declare it so and create a D6 Complication or step it up, and get a plot point.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You can continue to get plot points by stepping up the complication (once per scene)&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Delilah_Crew]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Firefly-RPG]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Delilah_Crew_Relationship_Map&amp;diff=274199</id>
		<title>Delilah Crew Relationship Map</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Delilah_Crew_Relationship_Map&amp;diff=274199"/>
		<updated>2014-12-14T20:36:27Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{| border=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; height=120px width=&amp;quot;17%&amp;quot;|&#039;&#039;&#039;Crew Member&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:Levitt-quick.jpg|100px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Valentine Quick]]&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:Ross-McAlister.jpg|75px|]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Rachel McAlister]]&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:Giamatti.jpg|85px|]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Tony Malloy| Tony &amp;quot;Poco&amp;quot; Malloy]]&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:Tian.jpeg|75px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Grace Tian]]&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:VictoriaT.jpg|75px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[[Viktoria Tikhonova]] &lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;left&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
! [[Image:Levitt-quick.jpg|100px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Valentine Quick]]&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;left&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
![[Image:Ross-McAlister.jpg|75px|]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Rachel McAlister]]&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;left&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
![[Image:Giamatti.jpg|85px|]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Tony Malloy| Tony &amp;quot;Poco&amp;quot; Malloy]] &lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;left&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
![[Image:Tian.jpeg|75px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Grace Tian]]&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset: &#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Captain&#039;s Number One:&#039;&#039; When Val backs her decisions as XO&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication: &#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Contagious Indecision:&#039;&#039;  When Val waffles about a decision that needs to be made&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset: &#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;No Words Required:&#039;&#039; When Rachel speaks volumes in a look&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication: &#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;You Ain&#039;t the Boss of Me:&#039;&#039; When Rachel challenges or disobeys an order&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset: &#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Silent Partner:&#039;&#039; When Poco willingly helps Tian&#039;s altruism&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication: &#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset: &#039;&#039;&#039; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication: &#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Tuning Out:&#039;&#039; When Viki’s prattle goes on too long&lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;left&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
![[Image:VictoriaT.jpg|75px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[[Viktoria Tikhonova]] &lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039; When Valentine asks Vikki to do anything&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039; When Valentine asks or does something that runs counter to her idealistic perception of &#039;&#039;him&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039; When Rachel and Vikki share in their empathy for &#039;&#039;Delilah&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039; If Rachel ever asks Vikki to go counter to her feelings for &#039;&#039;Delilah&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039; When Poco asks Vikki for her help or opinion &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;Whenever Poco does/orders something that seems mean or shady&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;Whenever Tian treats her like a sister or an adult &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039; Vikki&#039;s worry over Tian&#039;s state of health (mental or physical)&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
== Relationship Triggers ==&lt;br /&gt;
Each Character can create/define a &amp;quot;relationship&amp;quot; with any other. This represent your relationships with the other crew. In each case, you define the circumstances when it is an &#039;&#039;&#039;asset&#039;&#039;&#039;, and when it is a &#039;&#039;&#039;complication&#039;&#039;&#039;.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
When it is an Asset, you can spend a plot point and get a stepped up asset D8 (it doesn&#039;t count as an asset unless you spend the point)&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
When it is a complication, you can declare it so and create a D6 Complication or step it up, and get a plot point.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You can continue to get plot points by stepping up the complication (once per scene)&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Delilah_Crew]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Firefly-RPG]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Delilah_Crew_Relationship_Map&amp;diff=274195</id>
		<title>Delilah Crew Relationship Map</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Delilah_Crew_Relationship_Map&amp;diff=274195"/>
		<updated>2014-12-14T20:19:08Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{| border=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; height=120px width=&amp;quot;17%&amp;quot;|&#039;&#039;&#039;Crew Member&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:Levitt-quick.jpg|100px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Valentine Quick]]&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:Ross-McAlister.jpg|75px|]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Rachel McAlister]]&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:Giamatti.jpg|85px|]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Tony Malloy| Tony &amp;quot;Poco&amp;quot; Malloy]]&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:Tian.jpeg|75px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Grace Tian]]&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:VictoriaT.jpg|75px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[[Viktoria Tikhonova]] &lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
! [[Image:Levitt-quick.jpg|100px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Valentine Quick]]&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
![[Image:Ross-McAlister.jpg|75px|]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Rachel McAlister]]&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
![[Image:Giamatti.jpg|85px|]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Tony Malloy| Tony &amp;quot;Poco&amp;quot; Malloy]] &lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
![[Image:Tian.jpeg|75px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Grace Tian]]&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset: &#039;&#039;&#039;When Val backs her decisions as XO&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication: &#039;&#039;&#039;When Val waffles about a decision that needs to be made&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset: &#039;&#039;&#039;When Rachel talks about her daughter&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication: &#039;&#039;&#039;When Rachel shows her doubts about Tian’s mental state&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset: &#039;&#039;&#039;When Poco willingly helps/supports a kindness or good deed&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication: &#039;&#039;&#039;When Poco refuses to help someone just because “it’s not our business”&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset: &#039;&#039;&#039;When Viki builds something that eases an innocent&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication: &#039;&#039;&#039;When Viki’s prattle goes on too long&lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
![[Image:VictoriaT.jpg|75px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[[Viktoria Tikhonova]] &lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
== Relationship Triggers ==&lt;br /&gt;
Each Character can create/define a &amp;quot;relationship&amp;quot; with any other. This represent your relationships with the other crew. In each case, you define the circumstances when it is an &#039;&#039;&#039;asset&#039;&#039;&#039;, and when it is a &#039;&#039;&#039;complication&#039;&#039;&#039;.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
When it is an Asset, you can spend a plot point and get a stepped up asset D8 (it doesn&#039;t count as an asset unless you spend the point)&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
When it is a complication, you can declare it so and create a D6 Complication or step it up, and get a plot point.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You can continue to get plot points by stepping up the complication (once per scene)&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Delilah_Crew]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Firefly-RPG]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Delilah_Crew_Relationship_Map&amp;diff=274194</id>
		<title>Delilah Crew Relationship Map</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Delilah_Crew_Relationship_Map&amp;diff=274194"/>
		<updated>2014-12-14T20:18:40Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{| border=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; height=120px width=&amp;quot;17%&amp;quot;|&#039;&#039;&#039;Crew Member&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:Levitt-quick.jpg|100px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Valentine Quick]]&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:Ross-McAlister.jpg|75px|]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Rachel McAlister]]&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:Giamatti.jpg|85px|]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Tony Malloy| Tony &amp;quot;Poco&amp;quot; Malloy]]&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:Tian.jpeg|75px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Grace Tian]]&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:VictoriaT.jpg|75px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[[Viktoria Tikhonova]] &lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
! [[Image:Levitt-quick.jpg|100px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Valentine Quick]]&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
![[Image:Ross-McAlister.jpg|75px|]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Rachel McAlister]]&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
![[Image:Giamatti.jpg|85px|]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Tony Malloy| Tony &amp;quot;Poco&amp;quot; Malloy]] &lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
![[Image:Tian.jpeg|75px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Grace Tian]]&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset: &#039;&#039;&#039;When Val backs her decisions as XO&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication: &#039;&#039;&#039;When Val waffles about a decision that needs to be made&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset: &#039;&#039;&#039;When Rachel talks about her daughter&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication: &#039;&#039;&#039;When Rachel shows her doubts about Tian’s mental state&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset: &#039;&#039;&#039;When Poco willingly helps/supports a kindness or good deed&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication: &#039;&#039;&#039;When Poco refuses to help someone just because “it’s not our business”&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset: When Viki builds something that eases an innocent&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication: &#039;&#039;&#039;When Viki’s prattle goes on too long&lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
![[Image:VictoriaT.jpg|75px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[[Viktoria Tikhonova]] &lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
== Relationship Triggers ==&lt;br /&gt;
Each Character can create/define a &amp;quot;relationship&amp;quot; with any other. This represent your relationships with the other crew. In each case, you define the circumstances when it is an &#039;&#039;&#039;asset&#039;&#039;&#039;, and when it is a &#039;&#039;&#039;complication&#039;&#039;&#039;.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
When it is an Asset, you can spend a plot point and get a stepped up asset D8 (it doesn&#039;t count as an asset unless you spend the point)&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
When it is a complication, you can declare it so and create a D6 Complication or step it up, and get a plot point.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You can continue to get plot points by stepping up the complication (once per scene)&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Delilah_Crew]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Firefly-RPG]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Delilah_Crew_Relationship_Map&amp;diff=274192</id>
		<title>Delilah Crew Relationship Map</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Delilah_Crew_Relationship_Map&amp;diff=274192"/>
		<updated>2014-12-14T20:16:05Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{| border=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; height=120px width=&amp;quot;17%&amp;quot;|&#039;&#039;&#039;Crew Member&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:Levitt-quick.jpg|100px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Valentine Quick]]&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:Ross-McAlister.jpg|75px|]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Rachel McAlister]]&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:Giamatti.jpg|85px|]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Tony Malloy| Tony &amp;quot;Poco&amp;quot; Malloy]]&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:Tian.jpeg|75px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Grace Tian]]&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:VictoriaT.jpg|75px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[[Viktoria Tikhonova]] &lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
! [[Image:Levitt-quick.jpg|100px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Valentine Quick]]&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
![[Image:Ross-McAlister.jpg|75px|]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Rachel McAlister]]&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
![[Image:Giamatti.jpg|85px|]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Tony Malloy| Tony &amp;quot;Poco&amp;quot; Malloy]] &lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
![[Image:Tian.jpeg|75px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Grace Tian]]&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset: When Val backs her decisions as XO&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication: When Val waffles about a decision that needs to be made&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:When Rachel talks about her daughter&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication: When Rachel shows her doubts about Tian’s mental state&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset: When Poco willingly helps/supports a kindness or good deed&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication: When Poco refuses to help someone just because “it’s not our business”&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset: When Viki builds something that eases an innocent&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication: When Viki’s prattle goes on too long&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
![[Image:VictoriaT.jpg|75px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[[Viktoria Tikhonova]] &lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||&#039;&#039;&#039;Asset:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Complication:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
== Relationship Triggers ==&lt;br /&gt;
Each Character can create/define a &amp;quot;relationship&amp;quot; with any other. This represent your relationships with the other crew. In each case, you define the circumstances when it is an &#039;&#039;&#039;asset&#039;&#039;&#039;, and when it is a &#039;&#039;&#039;complication&#039;&#039;&#039;.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
When it is an Asset, you can spend a plot point and get a stepped up asset D8 (it doesn&#039;t count as an asset unless you spend the point)&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
When it is a complication, you can declare it so and create a D6 Complication or step it up, and get a plot point.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You can continue to get plot points by stepping up the complication (once per scene)&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Delilah_Crew]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Firefly-RPG]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Plans_Begin_To_Take_Shape&amp;diff=273205</id>
		<title>Plans Begin To Take Shape</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Plans_Begin_To_Take_Shape&amp;diff=273205"/>
		<updated>2014-11-23T23:15:21Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: Created page with &amp;quot;How much more of this could he take? Mason wondered. He threw his wrench onto the ground, shoving himself out from under the hood of the vintage 1969 Charger he was rebuilding...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;How much more of this could he take? Mason wondered. He threw his wrench onto the ground, shoving himself out from under the hood of the vintage 1969 Charger he was rebuilding. Climbing to his feet off the backboard, he paced the garage shoving both hands through his hair in agitation. The tremors that wracked him also disgusted him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He hated it. And now he was aware enough to know he was a fucking addict. 72 days. Dear God in Heaven, his guts were twisted in knots with the gnawing agony of waiting for a fix. And he hated himself for the traitorous thoughts of offering Caroline up as a sacrifice to feed his needs, because that was not him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Rage tore through him, sending adrenaline shooting into his bloodstream. He was grateful that he no longer had the enhanced strength that came with the Vitae as he picked up a hammer and hurled it at the wall of the garage. It plowed into the drywall and hung there, but at least it didn’t tear all the way through to the house.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He stalked out of the garage, unable to focus on fixing the car any more. Maybe music would help. But as he stepped into the kitchen, his wife stood with her hands braced on the counter and her head hanging down between her shoulders. She looked… defeated.&lt;br /&gt;
Feral growls erupted from his throat and he struggled to swallow them but was unable to keep the door from slamming into the wall from the force he used to push it open. Caroline went taut as she sensed the slam of the door against the back wall of the kitchen. She turned slowly, warily, to face him. His jaw locked. He hated that look on her face, but he couldn’t blame her. He knew that his temper was on a very short leash these days.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Who was it?” he demanded, damn near out of control with the need to shred someone. NO ONE was going to make his wife look like that. Never.&lt;br /&gt;
Caroline held up her hands in that placating motion he hated, but he couldn’t blame her. As he prowled his way around the island where she stood he could sense the subtle tension in her body, the anticipation. Electricity arced between them, and in this mood he knew there were moments he was truly dangerous to her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“It wasn’t Evangaline, Mason,” she breathed softly, trying to calm him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Her handling of him, though, just rubbed at his raw nerves like sandpaper on his skin. “So who was it?” Mason’s voice was a menacing purr, and he could see his wife reacting despite not being able to hear him. Before she’d lost her hearing again, that very dangerous, low voice had turned her on like crazy. Now it was merely the memory of the sound and perhaps the uncertainty of his mood that made her eyes dilate and her breathing pick up. He eased into her personal space, crowding her back against the counter, and her hands fluttered up to rest on his chest as his calloused hand slid up her breastbone to clasp around the base of her throat in a possessive movement.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Irina DiSanti is back in town,” she told him baldly, her voice nearly nonexistent. He could almost taste her fear. She was holding something back, and it sparked the rage. Oh so cautiously, he tightened his grip on her neck, a silent warning that he was nearing the end of his patience. “It’s time,” Caroline whispered.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He’d known what she was going to say before she said it. And now his lips pulled back from his teeth in a snarl of rage. “I’ve done told you before, darlin, you’re out of your fuckin’ mind if you think I’m lettin’ her have you. I don’t care what we have to do. Yer grandmother made me promise, Caro.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“My grandmother is in Eliza’s pocket, Mason,” she retorted. “Irina and Renny being back in town changes things. Maybe just enough. They helped us get rid of Cotton and Midnight. Irina’s willing to help us get out from under Evangaline and Eliza too.” She swallowed hard, feeling the pressure of his fingers around her throat but not afraid of him in the slightest. To the contrary, his possessive hold on her was comforting. “She’s takin’ Chance to Atlanta, to Mama. Before Court. With him out of the picture, Mase…. We can fight back.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Freedom. He craved his freedom from those bitches almost as much as he craved their blood. He could feel it pounding through him, the burning desire to kill the two women who held him and his family prisoner. “That don’t mean we gotta let her turn you,” he insisted in a near-growl.&lt;br /&gt;
He could feel the trembling of her body under his hands. The addiction never seemed to be gripping her as hard as it did him, but he knew the truth: In some ways, it gripped her harder. She was just better at hiding it, thanks to the honed-steel hidden in a velvet glove that was her grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 “Mason…” Caroline leaned forward, putting her forehead against his and closing her eyes. “If I don’t do this soon, she will take the choice out of my hands. She will punish me… either by making me kill you. Or making me watch you kill Chance. Or something equally as horrific.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He couldn’t stop the visceral reaction. Whipping his body away from hers, he roared and slammed the entire drain board full of dishes to the floor with a resounding crash. Caroline stifled a scream behind him at the violence of the movement, and he fought to rein it back in. “She’s NOT takin’ our son, woman!” he yelled as he rounded to face her again.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“I know!” Caroline shouted back. And then she raised her hand to his jaw. “Mason… Irina coming back … made me think of a crazy plan. It’s so crazy it just might work.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He fought to listen to her, his hand coming back up to cradle the back of her neck and haul her against him. She was his reason for being. For existing. He just had to hold onto it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“I’m going to let her turn me after Irina’s got Chance out of Dodge. And then I’ll turn Grandmama.” Her words were rushed, trying to cut off his reaction and get as many of them out into the open as possible before he exploded. “If you want to remain human for Chance, I’ll bond you to me. Evangaline promised me.” If the bitch kept her word. “If you don’t want to stay human… we’ll bond a nanny. And I’ll ask Cord to turn you.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It took him long moments to parse her words. “What the fuck?” he demanded, pulling back to look down into her face. He could feel his temper rising yet again. It was a constant battle these days and getting worse all the time.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“You’re better suited to that skillset, Mason,” Caroline told him softly. “And it wouldn’t hurt to have that further tie to Cord. You know he’s a damn good man to have in a fight.” Her eyes went cold. “This is for all the marbles, darlin. We’re either takin’ those women down … or we’re dyin’ tryin’.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
His soul rejoiced to hear her ready, finally, to fight back. But he was terrified by the look in her eyes. Two years under Evangaline had hardened them both. He could still see the sweet, innocent young woman he’d always loved. Now he just loved her more for the core of pure titanium that she possessed. Leaning down to kiss her swiftly, he growled, “It’s about time, baby.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She kissed him back heatedly, and they lost some time tangled up in one another. Finally, though, Caroline laughed softly. “You go take Chance to the park. Irina’s comin’ for tea. Let’s see about fomenting a rebellion. Again.”&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Vampire:_Natchez_By_Night_%E2%80%93%E2%80%93%E2%80%93_The_Campaign_Timeline&amp;diff=273204</id>
		<title>Vampire: Natchez By Night ––– The Campaign Timeline</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Vampire:_Natchez_By_Night_%E2%80%93%E2%80%93%E2%80%93_The_Campaign_Timeline&amp;diff=273204"/>
		<updated>2014-11-23T23:13:18Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: /* 2014: Return to Natchez */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;A Timeline of all our adventures and journal entries and RP entries, in one place for context.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Denotes an RP or Journal entry.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;* Denotes pre-dawn hours on date specified&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Pre-Campaign==&lt;br /&gt;
*(Unspecified Date) &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Flashbacks: Caroline Thibideaux]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Caroline Thibideaux)&lt;br /&gt;
*(Unspecified Date) &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Zadie: An Evening Introduction]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal Entry: Zadie Calhoun)&lt;br /&gt;
*(Unspecified Date) &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Sandbox is a Hellhole]]&#039;&#039;&#039; --- (Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*15 Aug 2008 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[A Brand New Day]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal Entry: Irina DiSanti)&lt;br /&gt;
*22 Jun 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Where Is Your Head, Irina?]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Ray Walker)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Jun 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Nighttime Ride]]&#039;&#039;&#039;  ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Ray Walker)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Jun 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[EC-01: Ray Walker]]&#039;&#039;&#039;  ––– (Encounter Report: Irina DiSanti on Ray Walker)&lt;br /&gt;
*25 Jun 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Rockin&#039; On The Porch]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Caroline Thibideaux)&lt;br /&gt;
*25 Jun 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[EC-03: Caroline Thibideaux]]&#039;&#039;&#039;  ––– (Encounter Report: Irina DiSanti and Caroline Thibideaux)&lt;br /&gt;
*25 Jun 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Evening Interview]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Marcus Stone)&lt;br /&gt;
*07 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Lunch Date]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Lt. Gerald &amp;quot;Jerry&amp;quot; Grierson)&lt;br /&gt;
*14 Jul 2001 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Blood In The Water]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Caroline Thibideaux, Eliza Beauchamps, Evangiline Beauchamps Maguire, and Felicia DuBarrais)&lt;br /&gt;
*18 Jul 2001* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Somewhere Near Concordia Parish Airport]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Rene Intro)&lt;br /&gt;
*20 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Mounds Of Trouble]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: The Author, Catfish, the Three Elvi, and more!)&lt;br /&gt;
*21 Jul 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Zadie and the Madame]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Zadie Calhoun and Madame d&#039;Pumpmemore)&lt;br /&gt;
*21 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Meeting The Sheriff]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Sheriff Chuck Mayfield)&lt;br /&gt;
*21 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Back In The Harness]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Irina DiSanti)&lt;br /&gt;
*21 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[EC-02: Sheriff Mayfield]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Encounter Report: Irina DiSanti on Sheriff Chuck Mayfield)&lt;br /&gt;
*22 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Seduction of Caroline Thibideaux]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Caroline Thibideaux,Zadie Calhoun,Evangaline Beauchamps Maguire, the Professor and the Pretty Boys)&lt;br /&gt;
*22 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Inamorata]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Caroline Thibideaux and Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*22 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Playing For Keeps]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Taste Of Home]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[EC-04: Reynard &amp;quot;Renny&amp;quot; Jacovich]]&#039;&#039;&#039;  ––– (Encounter Report: Irina DiSanti and Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
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==Campaign, July 2011 to - ==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Natchez By Night Game1.0: Welcome To Natchez, Y&#039;all| &#039;&#039;&#039;30 Jul 2011, Game 1.0: Welcome To Natchez, Y&#039;all&#039;&#039;&#039;]] ––– In which we find ourselves in Natchez, Mississippi, and kick things off.&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Miserere]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Irina DiSanti)&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[From The Mind Of A Romance Writer]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Caroline Thibideaux)&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Things are Screwed Up All Over]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Cold Light Of Day]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Caroline Thibideaux)&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Wake Up Call]]&#039;&#039;&#039; –––  (RP: Irina DiSanti and Marcus Stone)&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Singing For His Supper, Part II]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Renny Janovich and Eliza Beauchamps)&lt;br /&gt;
*02 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Trouble Is Where You Find It And I&#039;ve Been Finding It Everywhere]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*02 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Lion&#039;s Den]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Sherif Chuck Mayfield)&lt;br /&gt;
*02 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Dinner Parties And House Guests]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Francine Continello)&lt;br /&gt;
*Between 31 Jul - 03 Aug, 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Pool Of Piranhas]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Caroline Thibideaux and Evangeline Beauchamps Maguire)&lt;br /&gt;
*Evening of 03 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Steel Magnolias]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Caroline Thibideaux and Zadie Calhoun)&lt;br /&gt;
*04 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Midnight Caller]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP:Irina DiSanti and Midnight Johnson)&lt;br /&gt;
*Evening of 04 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Higher Learnin&#039;]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: The Professor and Zadie Calhoun)&lt;br /&gt;
[[Natchez By Night, Game 2.0: It&#039;s A Crime And A Shame|&#039;&#039;&#039;04 Aug 2011, Game 2.0:  It&#039;s A Crime And A Shame&#039;&#039;&#039;]] - The ghoul hunt wraps up with a couple of surprise twists: Zadie acquires something unusual and dangerous, and Sheriff Midnight&#039;s fate takes an unexpected turn.&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Unwilling Partners]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Zadie Calhoun and Mr Charlie Cord) Concurrent with Game 2.0--Archivist.&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Taking Care Of Business]]&#039;&#039;&#039; --- (RP: Irina DiSanti and Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Perfumes Of Arabia]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Irina DiSanti)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[EC-05: Minefield]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Encounter Report-05: Irina DiSanti and Zadie Calhoun, Charlie Cord)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Things are Screwed Up All Over 2 ]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011 05:50* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Things We Can&#039;t Let Go of Are the Things that Won&#039;t Let Go of Us]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Renny Janovich and the ghost of Jacob Janovich Jr.)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011* - 06 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Thoughts Not To Be Shared]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Francine Continello)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Trying To Retain &#039;Normal&#039;]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Caroline Thibideaux and Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Are You There, God? It&#039;s Me, Caroline...]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Caroline Thibideaux)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Testement]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Story: Cotton Johnson)&lt;br /&gt;
[[Natchez By Night, Game 3.0: Three Conspiracies and and Engagement| &#039;&#039;&#039;05 Aug 2011, Game 3.0: Three Conspiracies and and Engagement&#039;&#039;&#039;]] ––– Various Vampires gather ghoulishly to plan the overthrow of Cotton Johnson and develop plans for the Post-Johnson era.  The gang meets the Elvii and a ghoul gets engaged.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Darkest Hours]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP:Caroline Thibideaux and Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Through a Mirror Darkly]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Zadie Calhoun)&lt;br /&gt;
[[Natchez By Night, Game 4.0: The End of King Cotton| &#039;&#039;&#039;06 Aug 2011, Game 4.0: The End of King Cotton&#039;&#039;&#039;]] ––– Plans go awry when the Beauchamps sisters&#039; &#039;&#039;coup d&#039;etat&#039;&#039; takes an unanticipated turn.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Picking Up, Moving On]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Irina DiSanti)&lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Table for Three]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti, Anastasia and Alona Morenko)&lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Lamentations of Renny Part 4: Stake Life]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Renny Janovich) &lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Mopping Up]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Irina DiSanti) &lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Damage Control]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*07 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Surprise You&#039;ll Never Know]]&#039;&#039;&#039; --- (Journal: Francine Continello)&lt;br /&gt;
*07 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Meeting Cecilia]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Miz Cecilia Hardin) &lt;br /&gt;
*07 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Sinners and Saviors]]&#039;&#039;&#039;––– (RP: Zadie Calhoun and Charlie Cord)&lt;br /&gt;
*07 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Vamps 101]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti, Renny Jacovich, and Anastasia and Alona Morenko)&lt;br /&gt;
*Somewhere between 07 and 12 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Candy Memories and Taffeta Nightmares]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Zadie Calhoun, Caroline Thibideaux, and Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*09 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Flesh of the Father]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Zadie Calhoun, Gramma Willi, and Charlie Cord]]&lt;br /&gt;
*09 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Best Wishes &amp;amp; Mending Fences]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti, Caroline Thibideaux, and Mason McAllistar) &lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;09 Aug 2011, Game 5.0: Shiny Amazing Evening&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– The gang go see the Wizard of Vidalia and the Assamite Scheherazade ... and come away with more than they bargained for.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*10 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Lamentations of Renny, Part Five: Comments from the Trashbag on the Left]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*10 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Zadie&#039;s Lament]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Zadie Calhoun)&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;10 Aug 2011, Game 6.0: Sweeping Up The Mess&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– Repurcussions from the deaths of the Wizard and the Assamite fall swiftly. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*10 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Lamentations of Renny, Part Five: Is it not nice to be nice to the not-so-nice?]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Renny Janovich)&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;13 Aug 2011, Game 7.0: Catfish Hunting&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– Using Irina as bait, we successfully lure Catfish into the open and eliminate him as a threat to the New Prince&#039;s hold over Natchez. Irina leaves afterward for Italy to train with the Society of Leopold and Renny humanely takes care of Cotton&#039;s herd.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Date unspecified&#039;&#039;&#039;: &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Escape is Not An Option]]&#039;&#039;&#039; --- (Caroline and Mason in Texas somewhere in the middle of the last two games.)&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;End of First Campaign&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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====Epilogue====&lt;br /&gt;
*16 Mar 2012 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Boston Morning]]&#039;&#039;&#039;  –––  (RP: Renny Janovich and Irina DiSanti)&lt;br /&gt;
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===SUBSEQUENT CAMPAIGNS===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#800000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Logs are provisionally posted, pending GM approval. RPs and Journal Entries will post here.&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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====&#039;&#039;&#039;2014: Return to Natchez&#039;&#039;&#039;====&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&#039;&#039;&#039;*&#039;&#039;&#039; = Denotes evening of the date given.&lt;br /&gt;
*22 Sep 2014*&#039; - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[As Vampires Go, They Went]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Renny and Irina)&lt;br /&gt;
*22 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Beets and Beats]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Renny, Irina, and Alona)&lt;br /&gt;
*23 Sep 2014 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Plans Begin To Take Shape]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Caroline and Mason)&lt;br /&gt;
*23 Sep 2014 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Exit Strategies]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Irina and Caroline)&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;25 Sep 2014&#039;&#039;&#039;  –––  &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Return to Natchez, Game 01: Return to Pro Forma]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– Irina DiSanti&#039;s return kicks off an unexpected chain of events. Caroline Thibideaux seizes her chance to win her family free of Evangeline, two vampire acquaintances of Renny&#039;s show up on their way to NYC, and a Prince of the City dies. A new position in the Natchez Masquerade is created and the Oxford Tremere cook up a plan involving gargoyles and reanimated cadavers. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[No Empty Promise, Nor Road Lightly Taken]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Renny, Irina, and Flame)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Knight and Rook]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Irina and Cord)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Misguided Meditation]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Renny, Alona, and Irina)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Kill or be Killed; Eat or be Eaten]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Caroline and Cord)&lt;br /&gt;
*25 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Strange Fruit]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Renny, Alona, and Irina)&lt;br /&gt;
*25 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Stink of Prey]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Cord)&lt;br /&gt;
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: Created page with &amp;quot;Date unspecified....  The tour so far had been a success. Not a rousing success, but made more money than it cost to transport the band from spot to spot. Memphis had been a t...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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The tour so far had been a success. Not a rousing success, but made more money than it cost to transport the band from spot to spot. Memphis had been a trial, and Nashville got bad reviews, but so far, Texas had been a godsend. Mason thought to himself, Dallas, Ft. Worth, Galveston... so far so good. I&#039;ll get Caroline from the airport, and we can go straight to the show.&lt;br /&gt;
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The show in Houston was a special booking; the entire club bought out by some rich, eccentric Elvis fan. Dollar signs danced in Mason&#039;s eyes as he pulled into the parking deck at the airport and headed to baggage claim to claim his bride. With enough money, sell the house, and convince Caroline he knew what was best for her, they could &#039;travel&#039; for Christmas, and never set foot in the madhouse Natchez had become again.&lt;br /&gt;
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A flight was always a pain in the butt. Caroline was allowed to travel with Maggie under the seat, but the poor dog just hated it. She was fully capable of dealing with the headaches that came from being deaf in the normal world by now. She was glad, though, that there was a direct flight to Houston -- dealing with connections was quite honestly one of those things she hated doing. She couldn&#039;t hear if they changed the gate.&lt;br /&gt;
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Baggage claim was a piece of cake, though -- all she had was a carry-on bag and a purse. She walked through the area and picked a spot, holding tightly to her phone. She wasn&#039;t sure if he&#039;d come inside or just text her. She looked for all the world like a calm, cool traveler even though she was uneasily scanning the passers-by.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mason spotted Caroline coming down the gangway and yelled out before he could stop himself. &amp;quot;Caroline! Darlin&#039; you are a sight for sore eyes!&amp;quot; He started jumping and waving his arms, ignoring the looks from the other passengers and the folks who&#039;d come to pick them up. He ran and swept her up in his arms, swinging her around in dizzy circles, kissing her as her feet cartwheeled around the circle they were making in the crowd. He set her down, and hugged her tight to his chest, kissing her, his relief that no ghasts or ghouls from haunted Natchez, like her suddenly creepy cousin, had made the trip as well. &amp;quot;Welcome to Houston, darlin&#039;. Your car awaits, Ms. Thibideaux.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Caroline was laughing as she spotted him acting like a fool in the middle of everything. When he swept her off her feet, her arms wrapped around him tightly. &amp;quot;Mason, you&#039;re a crazy man,&amp;quot; she told him, thoroughly amused though she was blushing at the looks they were getting. &amp;quot;I&#039;m lookin&#039; forward to seein&#039; the group perform. Is it goin&#039; well?&amp;quot; she asked, her eyes seeking his face as they walked. It was a little complicated to walk and talk at the same time, but she could manage.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mason kept his face turned to hers as he took the carryon, and wrapped her arm around his, walking to the car. &amp;quot;Well, Elvis country not so much; Tennessee and Mississippi are full of angry purists. Texans seem to like a little fun, though. Got a full house tonight. You want Italian or Tex-Mex for dinner? I figure we&#039;ll just pitch the bags in the trunk, and go to the show right after dinner. The band never, ever shows up on time. Always after dark before they make it to the venue... but I guess you know all about that, don&#039;t ya?&amp;quot; Realizing his tone was getting bitter, he stopped and smiled at her. &amp;quot;We&#039;re out of that, &#039;cept for turns out musicians are a little crazy, like usual. I got us the bridal suite at the Carlton Cattleman&#039;s in the center of downtown, for tonight. Jacuzzi in each bathroom, and three beds we can test for comfort!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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She followed his words easily enough. The bitterness wasn&#039;t lost on her in spite of not being able to actually hear it. It reflected in his eyes as well, and she could see the moment he realized it. Caroline&#039;s arm around his waist tightened and she kept pace with him easily. &amp;quot;The Carlton. Good Lord, Mason, there was no need to go all-out for that,&amp;quot; she objected mildly. She&#039;d always wondered if her money was an issue between them, and it was a fine line to walk. &amp;quot;I&#039;d have been just as thrilled at the Holiday Inn or somethin&#039;, sugar.&amp;quot; Three beds in a bridal suite? What were those hotel people thinkin&#039;??&lt;br /&gt;
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As they got in the car, Mason leaned over and kissed her deeply as he turned the key. &amp;quot;You still didn&#039;t answer. What&#039;s for dinner? The world is your oyster tonight, but... let&#039;s not have oysters. Still don&#039;t trust seafood outta the Gulf.&amp;quot; He drove along, heading towards downtown and the ritzier restaurants.&lt;br /&gt;
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Caroline kissed him heatedly, and then she laughed. &amp;quot;Tex-Mex, then. It&#039;s always better out here, or so I&#039;m told. Either that, or a steak. I could go for either, sugar.&amp;quot; She settled into the seat and looked around at the scenery, glancing at him occasionally as they drove. &amp;quot;It&#039;s not quite as flat as I was expecting,&amp;quot; she admitted.&lt;br /&gt;
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At dinner, Mason reached into his pocket and pulled out a box. &amp;quot;I know you&#039;ve already accepted the ring, but I wanted to know if you&#039;d accept this.&amp;quot; He pulled open the box with a house key on a velvet pillow. &amp;quot;Not much, but it will allow you to sneak in and have dinner ready when I get home, those sort of things I know you like to do.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Caroline&#039;s relaxed -- a little more mellow even than usual after being cajoled into a strawberry margarita. It was good! -- and she looks startled at the box. And then at its contents. &amp;quot;Well, sugar, not that I mind a key to your place and all, but... maybe we should just consider moving in together now and gettin&#039; it over with,&amp;quot; she says on a grin, reaching out to take the key. &amp;quot;Long as you don&#039;t think you&#039;re keepin&#039; the little woman barefoot and pregnant and in the kitchen cookin&#039; you dinner and all.&amp;quot; Her tone is teasing.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Nah, darlin&#039;, you should always wear house slippers. Don&#039;t want you gettin&#039; pnuemonia.&amp;quot; He half stood, leaning across the table to kiss her. &amp;quot;It&#039;s like a weight is lifted, being away from those creepy things. Caroline... can we never go back? I&#039;ll sell the house, you sell the brownstone, we&#039;ll follow the Elvi across the country and the ones who aren&#039;t dead can come visit us, in LA, or New York... anywhere they ain&#039;t?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Propping her elbows on the table, Caroline returns the kiss softly and when he asks, she studies him quietly. &amp;quot;I&#039;m not going to lie to you, Mason. The thought&#039;s crossed my mind. But .... here&#039;s the thing. Evangaline said something the night that it all started. And I&#039;ve been thinkin&#039; it through for a time now. She said she&#039;d been waiting for someone of my bloodline.&amp;quot; She pauses. &amp;quot;I&#039;m not convinced she&#039;d just let me go. Are you?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mason sat down, and ruffled his napkin. &amp;quot;Guess you&#039;re right. So, let&#039;s finish up here and get to the show. Big money, want to make sure the sound check goes well.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Without being able to hear his tone, Caroline was unsure of exactly how to take that acquiescence. It&#039;s one of the few major impacts that being deaf has -- we use tone and facial expression so much and she can&#039;t use that cue. Instead she studies his expression, studiously bland as it is at this moment, for clues. How serious was he? Was he floating the idea just for conversation, or ....? Given his feelings, she had to take him seriously. &amp;quot;If you think we can get out, Mason, I&#039;ll go,&amp;quot; she told him quietly. &amp;quot;But not if they&#039;ll kill you to make me stay.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mason was quiet for the rest of dinner, and seemed solemn on the way to the theatre where the show would be that night. The sound check went fine, the stage was set... as he became absorbed in the job, setting the instruments up, checking sound, he brightened, and would often sneak a kiss from Caroline. Hours passed, and the band finally showed. The front of house was starting to fill, and a sense of fun and excitement started to fill the air. Peeking through the curtains, Mason surveyed the crowd, and brought Caroline over for a peek. &amp;quot;Hipster douchebags, got to love &#039;em. That&#039;s our bread and butter darlin&#039;!&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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The crowd outside were all well dressed, mostly younger, some older business types. All of them seemed overdressed for an Elvi concert, and they were all pale and looked well heeled, and well cared for. The conversation was subdued in the crowd, and none of them seemed to be drinking.&lt;br /&gt;
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Caroline studied the crowd and in spite of the warmth of the evening a chill snaked up her spine. Focusing her eyes on two well-dressed pale types, she ‘eavesropped’ shamelessly. They were talking about a “surprise” that the boss has waiting and how they were looking forward to the “real” show starting after the clowns were on stage.&lt;br /&gt;
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She grabbed Mason&#039;s arm and pulled him to one side, drawing him close for a kiss and what looked to anyone else backstage to be an affectionate nuzzle. In reality, it was a very very soft set of words in his ear. &amp;quot;It&#039;s a court gathering out there or something. Is this a private party, Mason?&amp;quot; Caroline drew back to look up at him worriedly.&lt;br /&gt;
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As Felvi took center stage, with blond Elvis on one side, real fat Elvis on the other, Mason started nudging Caroline off stage right, towards the stairs and down into the crowd. &amp;quot;Yep, some rich Elvis fan wanted a private show for his hipster buddies. Garaunteed sell-out crowd, and looks like he came through. I think that&#039;s the direction we need to go with this band. Special events band.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Caroline smacks his shoulder and makes him look at her. &amp;quot;Did you hear me? Court gathering, Mason. I&#039;m damn certain that almost everyone in the front two rows was vamp,&amp;quot; she hissed. &amp;quot;And they&#039;re talkin&#039; about how the real show&#039;s going to get started when the boss gets here!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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As Mason pulled Caroline along with him into the audience, several of the taller, more professional-looking audience members started moving around the sides of the stage. The curtains opened, and the Elvi started the set. &amp;quot;Blue Suede Shoes&amp;quot; rang out in the hall as a very serious looking man in a tuxedo entered the room and strode purposefully towards the sound system. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Court? Yeah, they look like lawyers... VAMPS? What the... why the…” Mason looked more than a little stunned, stammering, “Dial 911, I’m gettin&#039; us the hell out of here!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Caroline found herself being tugged along, and she definitely had no desire to be caught in the middle of this. She pointed toward the back of backstage -- there was a fire door back there that might allow them an out. Because something was telling her that they did NOT want to be here for whatever the fun was going to be. Her heart was pounding really hard in her chest and Caroline&#039;s ears were buzzing. Which.... brought her up a bit short, making her stumble as he hustled her along with a confused expression. Her ... ears were buzzing? She lifted a hand to one of them experimentally, tugging on it a bit, uncertain that she wasn&#039;t just .... well &#039;hearing things.&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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The backstage door opened with a crash, rough looking cowboys blocking the door, red eyes glaring and extending long claws from their fingers. The tuxedoed man pulled the sound on the band, and switched audio to the sound board. Picking up a mic, he announced, &amp;quot;I declare a blood hunt, for diablori, on these Malkavians. Because of the chance of obsfucation, I waive the right to lead. My children, destroy them.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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The crowd of some hundred or so vampires, and the apparently very obedient ghouls in the several hundred rushed the stage. Fat Elvis bit one of the muscular vampires with the extended claws, blood rushing into him as the monster ripped with both hands, great swaths of flesh ripping off in all directions. Felvis leapt from the stage, and clawed at the well-dressed crowd that kept her from reaching the man in the tuxedo. &amp;quot;Death to all critics! You never gave my movies a chance!&amp;quot; she cried, as she was swallowed up in a sea of limbs.&lt;br /&gt;
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Blond Elvis disappeared, as the space where he had been standing was encircled with bright eyed vampires, all holding wooden stakes and stabbing into empty air. A few seconds later, he reappeared, lying on the ground, stone still.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;JESUS!&amp;quot; cried Mason, and pulled his gun, holding Caroline tight to his chest with his free hand.&lt;br /&gt;
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With no idea exactly what the hell is happening around them, Caroline .... did what any woman worth her salt would do. She stifled the scream she wanted to make against a fist, and the reached up to yank Mason&#039;s gun hand down. &amp;quot;Whatevah happens now, don&#039;t get in the middle.&amp;quot; She shoved him hard against the wall next to the door and quite literally cowered in the curve of his body, her eyes turned back toward the stage in horror. What the hell did they get into??&lt;br /&gt;
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As the few seconds of furious violence died down to a sedate clean up, the tuxedoed gentleman spoke into the mic. &amp;quot;And so, as will always be, justice is more immortal then the Wyrm. Mr. McAllistar, my apologies, and best wishes from Ms. Beauchamps. When you return to Natchez, a bonus for your efforts will be deposited in your account.&amp;quot; From somewhere else, the sound system switched to playing piped-in classical music. &amp;quot;Your discretion is appreciated. Please have the bill for your room forwarded to me. And so, my children, good night.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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The crowd moved towards the exits, as large garbage bags were filled with the remains of the Elvi. With polite waves, and a few half-hearted, &amp;quot;Good show, congratulations,&amp;quot; in the direction of Caroline and Mason, the vampires and their minions left the club.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Mary and Joseph, they&#039;re everywhere. We ain&#039;t never gonna escape, Caroline,&amp;quot; Mason said, not looking at her, not realizing she couldn&#039;t hear him, certain she felt as defeated and powerless as himself. &amp;quot;It&#039;s the end times. I should have paid better attention in vacation bible school.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Blue eyes stared at the group as they .... pick up pieces of the Elvii. She couldn&#039;t hear the announcements, didn&#039;t see the person talking. All she sees is carnage. And now calm vamps took away body parts. And congratulated them. She got a death grip on his shirt and she looked up at him to whisper, &amp;quot;What the hell just happened?&amp;quot;  She looked very pale!&lt;br /&gt;
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Coming to himself, realizing what they had witnessed, and realizing that Caroline could not have understood any of it, Mason held her tighter, his muscles clenching as he held her, and held his water after all they had witnessed. Turning his head down to hers, he whispered, his lips moving clearly, &amp;quot;You are theirs, and they wanted to show me that. I get to be yours as long as we say thank you and go back to Natchez.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Her skin blanched even paler. The proof that there really was no &#039;out&#039; was crystal clear. She met his eyes and says softly, &amp;quot;You can still go, Mason.&amp;quot; She never loosened her grip on his shirt. &amp;quot;I love you more than life... but if you want out, you need to say it now. I can get you out now. We go any further, and there isn&#039;t any out for you either. They were showing you.... what they showed me a couple weeks ago. It&#039;s a deadly place to be.&amp;quot; Caroline watched him, her eyes sad. &amp;quot;I should never have come home.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mason stared down into Caroline&#039;s eyes, his own as filled with sorrow. &amp;quot;Zadie is one of &#039;em, and I&#039;m as much hers now as you are Evangaline&#039;s. Ain&#039;t no &#039;out&#039; for either of us. Not with what we know, not with where we been, what we seen. The only thing we got, baby, is each other. Ain&#039;t nothing else that ain&#039;t dead and wrong.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Alone in the empty room, the show truly over, Mason took Caroline&#039;s chin in his hand. &amp;quot;Let&#039;s go to the hotel. We are alive, baby girl. There ain&#039;t nothing we can do but live, and I aim to keep livin&#039; until I can&#039;t no more. The one thing we got is the thing they threw away; we can live, we can love. I love you, and it&#039;s time. Come on. We&#039;re going home.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I&#039;m so sorry I got you into this mess,&amp;quot; Caroline whispered, her head lowering to rest against his chin. She sucked in a deep breath and held on tight, struggling not to cry. When he brought her chin up, she watched his words and she said softly, &amp;quot;You&#039;re a crazy man. You&#039;re my crazy man, but you&#039;re still a crazy man.&amp;quot; She sighed softly.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mason lifted Caroline into his arms, and kicked open the rear stage door, carrying her down the rickety fire escape to the street, and the car below. Outside, it was night. But the room would be well lit, the warmth of her skin was warmer than the air, and in the hotel, they could hold onto each other and to what was sane and real. They could ignore the world outside for the one they could create together behind closed doors, where no horrors invaded.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Vampire: Natchez By Night ––– The Campaign Timeline</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: /* Campaign, July 2011 to - */&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;A Timeline of all our adventures and journal entries and RP entries, in one place for context.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Pre-Campaign==&lt;br /&gt;
*(Unspecified Date) &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Flashbacks: Caroline Thibideaux]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Caroline Thibideaux)&lt;br /&gt;
*(Unspecified Date) &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Zadie: An Evening Introduction]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal Entry: Zadie Calhoun)&lt;br /&gt;
*(Unspecified Date) &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Sandbox is a Hellhole]]&#039;&#039;&#039; --- (Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*15 Aug 2008 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[A Brand New Day]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal Entry: Irina DiSanti)&lt;br /&gt;
*22 Jun 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Where Is Your Head, Irina?]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Ray Walker)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Jun 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Nighttime Ride]]&#039;&#039;&#039;  ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Ray Walker)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Jun 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[EC-01: Ray Walker]]&#039;&#039;&#039;  ––– (Encounter Report: Irina DiSanti on Ray Walker)&lt;br /&gt;
*25 Jun 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Rockin&#039; On The Porch]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Caroline Thibideaux)&lt;br /&gt;
*25 Jun 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[EC-03: Caroline Thibideaux]]&#039;&#039;&#039;  ––– (Encounter Report: Irina DiSanti and Caroline Thibideaux)&lt;br /&gt;
*25 Jun 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Evening Interview]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Marcus Stone)&lt;br /&gt;
*07 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Lunch Date]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Lt. Gerald &amp;quot;Jerry&amp;quot; Grierson)&lt;br /&gt;
*14 Jul 2001 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Blood In The Water]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Caroline Thibideaux, Eliza Beauchamps, Evangiline Beauchamps Maguire, and Felicia DuBarrais)&lt;br /&gt;
*18 Jul 2001* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Somewhere Near Concordia Parish Airport]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Rene Intro)&lt;br /&gt;
*20 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Mounds Of Trouble]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: The Author, Catfish, the Three Elvi, and more!)&lt;br /&gt;
*21 Jul 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Zadie and the Madame]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Zadie Calhoun and Madame d&#039;Pumpmemore)&lt;br /&gt;
*21 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Meeting The Sheriff]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Sheriff Chuck Mayfield)&lt;br /&gt;
*21 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Back In The Harness]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Irina DiSanti)&lt;br /&gt;
*21 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[EC-02: Sheriff Mayfield]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Encounter Report: Irina DiSanti on Sheriff Chuck Mayfield)&lt;br /&gt;
*22 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Seduction of Caroline Thibideaux]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Caroline Thibideaux,Zadie Calhoun,Evangaline Beauchamps Maguire, the Professor and the Pretty Boys)&lt;br /&gt;
*22 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Inamorata]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Caroline Thibideaux and Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*22 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Playing For Keeps]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Taste Of Home]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[EC-04: Reynard &amp;quot;Renny&amp;quot; Jacovich]]&#039;&#039;&#039;  ––– (Encounter Report: Irina DiSanti and Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
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==Campaign, July 2011 to - ==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Natchez By Night Game1.0: Welcome To Natchez, Y&#039;all| &#039;&#039;&#039;30 Jul 2011, Game 1.0: Welcome To Natchez, Y&#039;all&#039;&#039;&#039;]] ––– In which we find ourselves in Natchez, Mississippi, and kick things off.&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Miserere]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Irina DiSanti)&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[From The Mind Of A Romance Writer]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Caroline Thibideaux)&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Things are Screwed Up All Over]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Cold Light Of Day]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Caroline Thibideaux)&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Wake Up Call]]&#039;&#039;&#039; –––  (RP: Irina DiSanti and Marcus Stone)&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Singing For His Supper, Part II]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Renny Janovich and Eliza Beauchamps)&lt;br /&gt;
*02 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Trouble Is Where You Find It And I&#039;ve Been Finding It Everywhere]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*02 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Lion&#039;s Den]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Sherif Chuck Mayfield)&lt;br /&gt;
*02 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Dinner Parties And House Guests]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Francine Continello)&lt;br /&gt;
*Between 31 Jul - 03 Aug, 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Pool Of Piranhas]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Caroline Thibideaux and Evangeline Beauchamps Maguire)&lt;br /&gt;
*Evening of 03 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Steel Magnolias]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Caroline Thibideaux and Zadie Calhoun)&lt;br /&gt;
*04 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Midnight Caller]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP:Irina DiSanti and Midnight Johnson)&lt;br /&gt;
*Evening of 04 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Higher Learnin&#039;]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: The Professor and Zadie Calhoun)&lt;br /&gt;
[[Natchez By Night, Game 2.0: It&#039;s A Crime And A Shame|&#039;&#039;&#039;04 Aug 2011, Game 2.0:  It&#039;s A Crime And A Shame&#039;&#039;&#039;]] - The ghoul hunt wraps up with a couple of surprise twists: Zadie acquires something unusual and dangerous, and Sheriff Midnight&#039;s fate takes an unexpected turn.&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Unwilling Partners]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Zadie Calhoun and Mr Charlie Cord) Concurrent with Game 2.0--Archivist.&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Taking Care Of Business]]&#039;&#039;&#039; --- (RP: Irina DiSanti and Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Perfumes Of Arabia]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Irina DiSanti)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[EC-05: Minefield]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Encounter Report-05: Irina DiSanti and Zadie Calhoun, Charlie Cord)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Things are Screwed Up All Over 2 ]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011 05:50* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Things We Can&#039;t Let Go of Are the Things that Won&#039;t Let Go of Us]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Renny Janovich and the ghost of Jacob Janovich Jr.)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011* - 06 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Thoughts Not To Be Shared]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Francine Continello)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Trying To Retain &#039;Normal&#039;]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Caroline Thibideaux and Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Are You There, God? It&#039;s Me, Caroline...]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Caroline Thibideaux)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Testement]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Story: Cotton Johnson)&lt;br /&gt;
[[Natchez By Night, Game 3.0: Three Conspiracies and and Engagement| &#039;&#039;&#039;05 Aug 2011, Game 3.0: Three Conspiracies and and Engagement&#039;&#039;&#039;]] ––– Various Vampires gather ghoulishly to plan the overthrow of Cotton Johnson and develop plans for the Post-Johnson era.  The gang meets the Elvii and a ghoul gets engaged.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Darkest Hours]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP:Caroline Thibideaux and Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Through a Mirror Darkly]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Zadie Calhoun)&lt;br /&gt;
[[Natchez By Night, Game 4.0: The End of King Cotton| &#039;&#039;&#039;06 Aug 2011, Game 4.0: The End of King Cotton&#039;&#039;&#039;]] ––– Plans go awry when the Beauchamps sisters&#039; &#039;&#039;coup d&#039;etat&#039;&#039; takes an unanticipated turn.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Picking Up, Moving On]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Irina DiSanti)&lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Table for Three]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti, Anastasia and Alona Morenko)&lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Lamentations of Renny Part 4: Stake Life]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Renny Janovich) &lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Mopping Up]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Irina DiSanti) &lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Damage Control]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*07 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Surprise You&#039;ll Never Know]]&#039;&#039;&#039; --- (Journal: Francine Continello)&lt;br /&gt;
*07 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Meeting Cecilia]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Miz Cecilia Hardin) &lt;br /&gt;
*07 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Sinners and Saviors]]&#039;&#039;&#039;––– (RP: Zadie Calhoun and Charlie Cord)&lt;br /&gt;
*07 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Vamps 101]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti, Renny Jacovich, and Anastasia and Alona Morenko)&lt;br /&gt;
*Somewhere between 07 and 12 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Candy Memories and Taffeta Nightmares]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Zadie Calhoun, Caroline Thibideaux, and Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*09 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Flesh of the Father]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Zadie Calhoun, Gramma Willi, and Charlie Cord]]&lt;br /&gt;
*09 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Best Wishes &amp;amp; Mending Fences]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti, Caroline Thibideaux, and Mason McAllistar) &lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;09 Aug 2011, Game 5.0: Shiny Amazing Evening&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– The gang go see the Wizard of Vidalia and the Assamite Scheherazade ... and come away with more than they bargained for.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*10 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Lamentations of Renny, Part Five: Comments from the Trashbag on the Left]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*10 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Zadie&#039;s Lament]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Zadie Calhoun)&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;10 Aug 2011, Game 6.0: Sweeping Up The Mess&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– Repurcussions from the deaths of the Wizard and the Assamite fall swiftly. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*10 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Lamentations of Renny, Part Five: Is it not nice to be nice to the not-so-nice?]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Renny Janovich)&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;13 Aug 2011, Game 7.0: Catfish Hunting&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– Using Irina as bait, we successfully lure Catfish into the open and eliminate him as a threat to the New Prince&#039;s hold over Natchez. Irina leaves afterward for Italy to train with the Society of Leopold and Renny humanely takes care of Cotton&#039;s herd.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Date unspecified&#039;&#039;&#039;: &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Escape is Not An Option]]&#039;&#039;&#039; --- (Caroline and Mason in Texas somewhere in the middle of the last two games.)&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;End of First Campaign&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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====Epilogue====&lt;br /&gt;
*16 Mar 2012 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Boston Morning]]&#039;&#039;&#039;  –––  (RP: Renny Janovich and Irina DiSanti)&lt;br /&gt;
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===SUBSEQUENT CAMPAIGNS===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#800000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Logs are provisionally posted, pending GM approval. RPs and Journal Entries will post here.&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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====&#039;&#039;&#039;2014: Return to Natchez&#039;&#039;&#039;====&lt;br /&gt;
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*22 Sep 2014*&#039; - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[As Vampires Go, They Went]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Renny and Irina)&lt;br /&gt;
*22 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Beets and Beats]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Renny, Irina, and Alona)&lt;br /&gt;
*23 Sep 2014 - &#039;&#039;&#039;TBD&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Caroline and Mason)&lt;br /&gt;
*23 Sep 2014 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Exit Strategies]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Irina and Caroline)&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;25 Sep 2014&#039;&#039;&#039;  –––  &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Return to Natchez, Game 01: Return to Pro Forma]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– Irina DiSanti&#039;s return kicks off an unexpected chain of events. Caroline Thibideaux seizes her chance to win her family free of Evangeline, two vampire acquaintances of Renny&#039;s show up on their way to NYC, and a Prince of the City dies. A new position in the Natchez Masquerade is created and the Oxford Tremere cook up a plan involving gargoyles and reanimated cadavers. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[No Empty Promise, Nor Road Lightly Taken]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Renny, Irina, and Flame)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Knight and Rook]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Irina and Cord)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Misguided Meditation]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Renny, Alona, and Irina)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Kill or be Killed; Eat or be Eaten]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Caroline and Cord)&lt;br /&gt;
*25 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Strange Fruit]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Renny, Alona, and Irina)&lt;br /&gt;
*25 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Stink of Prey]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Cord)&lt;br /&gt;
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Mason opened the front door to let Zadie into the house and he offered her a faint smile though his eyes didn&#039;t quite reflect it. He disliked the way that seeing her made him feel. It felt in some ways like a betrayal of Caroline, and he wasn&#039;t happy about that. &amp;quot;She&#039;s upstairs restin&#039; but I&#039;m sure she&#039;ll be glad to see you,&amp;quot; he told her, closing the door behind the teenager. He couldn&#039;t help himself, he still saw her as a kid-- he could still see the little girl that Caro babysat.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Zadie smiled and the expression sat badly enough that she just let it go. &amp;quot;I&#039;m sorry Mason,&amp;quot; she stated softly. &amp;quot;If I had had a way to keep her from it, I woulda.&amp;quot; She made no effort to touch him, to do those comforting rituals of laying a warm hand on his arm and rubbing to connect to another human being. She wasn&#039;t human anymore, not enough to matter, and she knew that he would flinch. That would hurt more than she felt like hurting right now. She came into the house and nodded. &amp;quot;Thanks for being so kind, Mason. You&#039;re a good man. She made the right choice.&amp;quot; She made for the steps as he shut the door and sighed. Too good for this mess, she thought ruefully.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Somehow after seein&#039; all that I&#039;ve seen in the past few days, kiddo, I&#039;m thinkin&#039; there wasn&#039;t a way to keep her out short of gettin&#039; her to stay in Atlanta.&amp;quot; Mason paused and shoved his hands into his pockets, looking back toward the stairwell before returning his gaze to Zadie.&amp;quot;There&#039;s a lotta shoulda-coulda-woulda goin&#039; around. Ain&#039;t nothin&#039; to be done about it now but keep on keepin&#039; on.&amp;quot; His blue eyes grew cooler. &amp;quot;But you an&#039; me? We gotta get a few things straight. You want blood? You take mine. You want someone killed? You tell me about it and you keep her out of it. An&#039; you make sure you got enough magic or whatever the hell it is you and Gramma Willie do to keep my child safe.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Her foot paused on the first step and she turned big cornflower blues on him. &amp;quot;I ain&#039;t wanted your blood, Mason. And I didn&#039;t want you to have mine. . .Caroline did. I can get the blood I want and you darlin&#039; ain&#039;t got enough to begin to help me with what mess I&#039;m doing. And if I want someone dead, I will handle it. I ain&#039;t gonna bother you nor Caroline about it. You need to keep in mind Mason that me and Gramma are on a steeplearnin&#039; curve and we&#039;re trying as hard as we can to hold on and stay on the road. But it&#039;s a gruesome road fraught with danger.&amp;quot; She stepped back and then seemed to appear right beside him. &amp;quot;Gramma and I will do everything in ourpower to keep your children safe, Mason. And I&#039;m gonna give you every power that I can through my blood so that you are strong enough to help us with that task.&amp;quot; She stared up into his face, youth made lie by the alien predator peeking through her eyes. &amp;quot;I am on your side, even if it doesn&#039;t seem that way. And you don&#039;t need to make no veiled threats to make me feel that way. I am still Zadie, Mason. You know me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Do I?&amp;quot; he asked quietly, his jaw clenched in obvious effort not to jump when she moves like that. Mason might have only been a sergeant, but he&#039;d seen combat. And he was far more dangerous than Caroline gave him credit for. &amp;quot;What I know is that the little girl I used to carry on my back and throw around in the pool is a bloodsuckin&#039; vampire who has given me her blood to drink and made it so I&#039;ll do whatever it is she wants of me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Her eyes softened. &amp;quot;That wasn&#039;t so long ago,&amp;quot; she admitted. Without thinking, she blushed, feeling the blood move unbidden to her cheeks. The warmth there was almost a foreign feeling, forgotten but welcome, and she smiled minxishly giving voice to the thought that caused the blush. &amp;quot;I didn&#039;t need blood to make you do what I wanted when I was a little &#039;un, Mason. There wasn&#039;t a candy made that I couldn&#039;t get you to buy me once upon a time.&amp;quot; She let her eyes twinkle, happy in the memory.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mason watched her expression, hisown softening in response. &amp;quot;No,&amp;quot; he agreed. &amp;quot;No, there wasn&#039;t.&amp;quot; Sadness mixed with it. &amp;quot;But what you&#039;ll ask of me now, kiddo, is a whole hell of a lot more deadly,&amp;quot; he said quietly. He jerked his chin toward the stairs. &amp;quot;G&#039;wan,&amp;quot; he told her. &amp;quot;I reckon you and she got a lot to work out.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Zadie nudged him gently with her shoulder. &amp;quot;Yeah,&amp;quot; she admitted. &amp;quot;First of all being, think hard about where you stick your durn arm.&amp;quot; She tilted her head at him and bit her lip. &amp;quot;It&#039;s just the storm before the sun, Mason. And I&#039;ll try not to ask you for anything but your friendship. I know that might be the hardest request of all right now.&amp;quot; She scampered upstairs before he could reply, intent on avoiding anymore bittersweet reverie. She was spending entirely too much time in impotent regret and she had a feeling that her conversation with Caroline would just add more onto that pile of sorry and frustration in her head.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mason watched her go, his hands still in his pockets. He still had too much anger and anxiety to really feel comfortable in this situation, so he said nothing else. He merely left her to let herself into Caroline&#039;s room.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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When Zadie opened the bedroom door to Caroline&#039;s master bedroom, it looked the same as always. The dark blue-gray carpet was offset by midnight blue covers onthe bed and wallpaper with brush strokes of silver, blue, and softest rose. The sandy blond sleeping in the bed looked a bit frail, but the dog at the foot of the bed wagged her tail uncertainly. She whined quietly and then nosed Caroline&#039;s hand. It brought Caroline awake quickly, the habit too ingrained to ignore. When she opened her eyes, it took her a moment to realize that she wasn&#039;t alone, and then she pushed upright shoving her hair out of her face. &amp;quot;Zadie,&amp;quot; she murmured. &amp;quot;I was wonderin&#039; when you were goin&#039; to show up and gimme what-for. Took you long enough.&amp;quot; Her tone was rueful.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Zadie cocked her head like an inquisitive dog. &amp;quot;Kinda been busy.&amp;quot; She made her way over the carpet, trailing her hand over Maggie&#039;s head as she settled herself carefully on the bed. &amp;quot;That and leaping on the pile of folks who probably told you that was really dumb seemed kinda unfair.&amp;quot; She smiled gently. &amp;quot;You were brave. And stupid as hell. Why?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Because ..... he doesn&#039;t like you. And I didn&#039;t want you to get dead because he couldn&#039;t rein it in. I&#039;d hoped that for me he would pull back.&amp;quot; Caroline shrugged a bit. &amp;quot;I gather it was a noble but futile gesture -- he would never have been able to stop it. And apparently you had it well in hand, or so Cord tells me.&amp;quot; She sighed quietly. &amp;quot;It seemed like the right thing to do, Zadie.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The young vampire patted the leg hidden under the blanket. &amp;quot;If it makes you feel better, then I didn&#039;t,&amp;quot; Zadie announced with asmile. &amp;quot;And it seems you got a lifelong friend as loyal as Maggie here. That&#039;s good for bad. And well, honey, I am dead.&amp;quot; She squinched her noseat her cousin, hoping for a smile. &amp;quot;Gramma&#039;s convinced that he&#039;s fighting a losing battle anyway. That he&#039;s longing for my flesh. I can&#039;t convince her that Cord&#039;ll take the flesh, the blood, and then use my head for a football. But he&#039;s a good ally for you, Caroline. I&#039;m serious as all about that.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Caroline blinks. And then dies laughing. She can&#039;t help it. &amp;quot;Gramma Willie thinks he wants to .... oh my.&amp;quot; She paused. &amp;quot;Can vampires still do that?&amp;quot; The curiosity is very real. It&#039;s something she hadn&#039;t really thought much about, and suddenly it occurred to her. It could be something dead ... undead... don&#039;t do! Maybe. Although they&#039;re still sorta human and all. She tried to shut her mind down just to wait for Zadie&#039;s answer.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The smile Zadie gave her was wry andwicked. &amp;quot;I get all sorts of jollies outta of drinking from a live person, but the other is still possible and enjoyable. The parts didn&#039;t fall off,Caroline!&amp;quot; She sniffed and fixed Caroline with bright eyes. &amp;quot;Rooster and Shane haven&#039;t complained.&amp;quot; Her lips pursed and she then she let out a strangled giggle. &amp;quot;It took sucking to a new level,&amp;quot; she managed before dissolving into helpless laughter.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Oh that&#039;s just more information than Caroline wanted to know, certainly! She turned a deep shade of red. &amp;quot;You&#039;re so bad,&amp;quot; she complained good-naturedly, swatting at Zadie. &amp;quot;Bad as your mama.&amp;quot; Shaking her head, though, she couldn&#039;t help but laugh. &amp;quot;ANYWAY. She thinks Cord&#039;s got the hots for you? I dunno.... he doesn&#039;t seem to like you all that much, and it could be that he acts that way cuz he wants you. But he doesn&#039;t strike me as that kind of guy.&amp;quot; She shrugged and grinned. &amp;quot;Hell, what do I know, though?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;If Cord wants me, then I&#039;m a monkey&#039;s mama,&amp;quot; Zadie announced with a sniff. &amp;quot;If you can&#039;t kindle to Mama, then you ain&#039;t got no wick to light. And he didn&#039;t kindle with Mama rubbing all over him like he were a dirty floor and she was the mop to clean him! The man&#039;s got two things on his mind and that&#039;s animals and cars. And now you. He respects you. And now he&#039;s primogen for the Gangrels and he&#039;s killed two Princes. Not too shabby a friend, lady.&amp;quot; She wiggled to get more comfortable on the bed and fixed her cousin with her gaze. &amp;quot;On another topic, Mason don&#039;t cotton to me no more.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Caroline blinked, her eyes following Zadie&#039;s mouth&#039;s movements but the words making no sense at the end. &amp;quot;What do you mean by that?&amp;quot; she asked, worried. The topic of Cord, so far as Caroline was concerned, was simply moot at this point. Her relationship with the man was what it was.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Zadie realigned herself so that her cousin could see her mouth better. &amp;quot;Mason is not comfortable with me anymore. He is scared, confused and posturing as hard as a man can. He doesn&#039;t like that he is now tied to me and isn&#039;t in control of his own mind when it comes to me. It&#039;s scary Caroline. But me telling him that I understand won&#039;t help I think. And I do understand. Gramma and I are bloodbound to the Tremere two steps. It&#039;s not fun to find yourself wanting to do for someone that you didn&#039;t want to before.&amp;quot; She looked away and then realized that Caroline wouldn&#039;t understand a word she said next and turned back. &amp;quot;He&#039;s not happy to be my ghoul.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Well.... Caroline shifted on her pillow and curled up on her side, facing her cousin. &amp;quot;I&#039;m not so thrilled to be Evangaline&#039;s either, but... &amp;quot; She bit her lip. &amp;quot;Maybe I can talk to him?&amp;quot; she offered. &amp;quot;I ... Ithought he understood that it was the only option unless or until I turned,but... honestly, Zadie. He won&#039;t even let me give him an out on this. He walked out of this room the other day insisting that no matter what, he&#039;s in this for the long haul.&amp;quot; She looked worried.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;And good for him. He&#039;s a man in love. He lost you once and now he ain&#039;t gonna let go.&amp;quot; Zadie smiled tightly. &amp;quot;But he&#039;s a man who don&#039;t want to be leashed and leashed against his will to an undead girl.&amp;quot; Her mouth tightened even more. &amp;quot;Moreover to the little girl who in his memories wasn&#039;t an evil thing who did the things that he saw me do. Whether or not he understands the logic of it don&#039;t matter. His heart is rebelling. His heart tells him to get you outta here. And his mind tells him that he isn&#039;t powerful enough to do that. That&#039;s hard for a man. To accept that he ain&#039;t got the power to fix something. Especially when fixing that something would bring the smile back to his honey&#039;s face.&amp;quot; She forced blood to her fingers to warm them, leaned over to take Caroline&#039;s cheek in her hand. &amp;quot;I miss seeing you smile and really mean it. So does he.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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She didn&#039;t know what to say to that. A rush of tears blurred Caroline&#039;s vision, effectively cutting off her ability to &#039;hear&#039; anything Zadie said. But she murmured softly, &amp;quot;He took me to the park on the bike. It seems like... forever ago. But it was only a few days. And I keep wonderin&#039;... if that was the last day that we will ever be truly happy with one another.&amp;quot; The admission killed her to make and Caroline swallowed hard. &amp;quot;I don&#039;t know what to do, Zadie. Do you think if we run it would do a bit of good? I&#039;m told that... it&#039;s like a drug. That it can drive you mad with wanting. Just look what it did to the Colonel.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Hey hey!&amp;quot; Zadie put both hands to Caroline&#039;s face, moving closer. &amp;quot;If I gotta ship it to you, then damn girl, there&#039;s FedEx! You can go as far as you want as long as you can get some UPS driver or FedEx dude to your place. Drug dealers ship their shit from South America and it hits the New York streets and the junkie&#039;s veins in days. I can ship you vampire blood anywhere you want. The Colonel wasn&#039;t completely broken by the blood. He was broken by her allure. Evangeline has a power of charm, a presence that is impossible to resist. It&#039;s what she sees in you naturally, one of the many things that draws her to you and makes her want to make you her own.&amp;quot; She used her thumbs to gently wipe the tears from Caroline&#039;s eyes and cheeks. &amp;quot;C&#039;mon, you&#039;re just feeling sorry for yourself. And I&#039;m sure that your body is still a bit beat up from being drained. When you feel better, you won&#039;t feel so beat down and chewed up.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Caroline nodded a little, struggling through the wash of water to follow what&#039;s been said. And then she grimaced. &amp;quot;You&#039;re a mass of contradictions, you know,&amp;quot; she informed her cousin.&amp;quot;On the one hand, you&#039;re all telling me how horrible and bad life as a vampire is, that all we&#039;ll be is monsters and we&#039;ll constantly have to fight our more primal selves. And then in the next breath, you&#039;re telling me I&#039;m just feeling sorry for myself. Which is it, Zadie?&amp;quot; She had to laugh a little. &amp;quot;I wish y&#039;all&#039;d stick to the same page of the script and not waffle.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Both,&amp;quot; Zadie informed her with all the knowing certainty of a teenager. &amp;quot;It sucks big time and it&#039;s the greatest power trip I&#039;ve everhad. You&#039;re simultaneously the low man on the totem pole and yet the greatest mofo to stride the streets. Kinda humbling and frustrating. I don&#039;t want you to be turned.&amp;quot; She blew a lock of hair from her eyes, growling as it fell back and then smoothed it fastidiously back out of the way. &amp;quot;But I&#039;ll admit to kinda being secretly pleased to think that I&#039;ll have you and Gramma to get tired of for eternity. It was looking kinda lonely for me and Gramma otherwise. Now at least I&#039;ll have you to sympathize with since both Gramma and Mama are turned.&amp;quot; She grinned sheepishly. &amp;quot;Selfish much isn&#039;t it?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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It&#039;s the fact that Zadie was still a teenager that worried Caroline more than anything. Perhaps it was time she had a conversation with someone a little older and wiser. Gramma Willie perhaps. It was something to consider. But for the moment Caroline simply wiped her tears and said quietly, &amp;quot;The most I can hope for right now is just keeping my wits about me.&amp;quot; She paused. &amp;quot;Mama&#039;s goin&#039; to have a complete conniption, but I&#039;m thinkin&#039; that Mason and I might be doin&#039; the courthouse thing very very soon and Mama can plan a weddin&#039; to end all weddin&#039;s for later in the year. Maybe near the holidays. How much hell d&#039;you think I&#039;ll take for elopin&#039;?&amp;quot; She grinned a little.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Less hell than if you buck Evangaline or cross her sister.&amp;quot; The answer was quick and solemn.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ain&#039;t it the truth?&amp;quot; Caroline retorted on a snort. &amp;quot;That&#039;d be like tellin&#039; Grandmama &#039;no&#039; on somethin, wouldn&#039;t it just?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;No doubt. You do it at nightso I can come? The second wedding?&amp;quot; She just couldn&#039;t see them getting wed before the night magistrate so that all their undead friends could come. Of course the itchy-burny feeling of the church and a full service night wedding didn&#039;t make her jump up and down either. But she would attend. No question.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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With a grin, Caroline said, &amp;quot;I was actually thinkin&#039; it&#039;d be quite lovely to convince Mama to have a full-on formal affair in the autumn or even on New Year&#039;s. That way we&#039;d be able to do it at the country club with no one the wiser. And then... if Mason wants, we can have it blessed by the Church. I haven&#039;t really been church-goin&#039; the last few years, so it doesn&#039;t make a bit of difference to me about the church part. But it will to Grandmama so we&#039;ll have to make sure to get it blessed. Still, a country club wedding I think I can sell Mama on -- after all, that&#039;s where Mason and I met. It&#039;d be terribly romantic, right?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Horribly,&amp;quot; Zadie agreed, leaning back. Caroline seemed to be calming, less prone to tears. Zadie was aware that she didn&#039;t have many tools to help her cousin other than her own experience and that was as close to nothing as possible. She forced the bright expression on her face into her eyes. Despite Caroline concentrating on her mouth, even she would notice the narrowed appraising look that the young vampire was giving her. Zadie nodded with happy accord. &amp;quot;Your Mama would love the country club for the reception. You&#039;re gonna have to talk fast to get her to agree to a non-church wedding. Hell, even Gramma will be scandalized at that. Tho&#039; she&#039;d have the devil of time going to a night church wedding. We &#039;bout itched and twitched ourselves silly trying to prove that we could go to church on Wednesday nights like usual.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Caroline seemed to be considering what Zadie was telling her. Fast talking wasn&#039;t exactly a strong suit for her, but Caroline smiled wickedly. &amp;quot;Well, I guess I could tell Mama that she can take the chance that I&#039;ll be huge walkin&#039; down the aisle if she dawdles on the weddin&#039; details.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Zadie gasped reflexively and then giggled. &amp;quot;Lordy, lordy, lordy! Your mama would just die, Caroline. I just got you outta the hospital; I don&#039;t think I could handle having to check Mary Alice in.&amp;quot; She giggled some more, finally wiping bloody tears from her eyes. &amp;quot;Damn, I&#039;ll have to eat again if you make me laugh like that anymore.&amp;quot; Sobering, she raised an eyebrow at her cousin. &amp;quot;Truly Caroline. What is the long term plan? You getting married is just a stone on the path. What is the destination? I swore to protect you and yours to your man downstairs with every little bit of magic I have, but it would help to know the long term plan, you know?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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It sobered Caroline and she turned her eyes from her cousin for a long moment to think about the question. When she looked back, her expression was serious. &amp;quot;Maybe it&#039;s stupid....but I want what little of my human life is left to be what it should have been,Zadie. I haven&#039;t got all the answers. Hell, I barely understand the questions yet.&amp;quot; She sighed. &amp;quot;But he says that no matter what, he&#039;s here for the long haul. For eternity, if that&#039;s what we get to have together. And it might be stupid, but ....&amp;quot; She bit her lip. &amp;quot;I wanna have that family. If I hadn&#039;t been such a damn coward when I went deaf, I might already have that. But I was ... afraid. And I didn&#039;t want to be taken care of. I needed to stand on my own two feet. To prove that I wasn&#039;t some helpless debutante.&amp;quot; Her fingers picked restlessly at the coverlet. &amp;quot;As to the longer long-term plans... Evangaline&#039;s attentions are fickle. But Eliza strikes me as the brains behind the operation. So... my intention is to remain on their good side. Perhaps be useful to Eliza as well as representing Evangaline well. And ultimately making damn sure that I&#039;m placed well enough that if push ever comes to shove again, I&#039;m in the right position to be sure that all of those who are ours, Zadie Calhoun, are safe.&amp;quot; A flicker of steel showed in her gaze, a reflection of Cecilia if Zadie ever saw one. &amp;quot;I aim to be sure home stays a good place for the living.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Fair &#039;nuff.&amp;quot; Zadie met her cousin&#039;s gaze with one of blue fire. Her granddaddy was of Irish descent and his fire had gone straight through to his granddaughter and shone in her temper. &amp;quot;I&#039;m with you for that. And not because I need them to feed on. I want to try to be a better, um. . .vampire. I help and I know Gramma will help you any way that we can. And while you are human, you gotta promise to keep me on the straight and narrow, Caroline.&amp;quot; Her shoulders sagged, weighted withsadness. &amp;quot;It&#039;s ironic that I&#039;m sworn to protect your children when I couldn&#039;t save those others. Hell, I drained three. I tried to just put them to sleep, but I messed up and had to just kill the oldest boy after I accidentally killed his siblings. I just turned my back and left Gramma kill the three other children. I don&#039;t know if you want me guarding your kids, Caroline. If Mason knew that, he&#039;d never let me inside tonight. Heck, if he knew that, I&#039;d probably wake up tomorrow as me and Gramma were dumped out into the yard into the morning sun.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Caroline didn&#039;t want to talk about those kids. Not even close. She kept her eyes on Zadie&#039;s lips as they moved and she replied softly, &amp;quot;I let her do it too. And I asked Cord to kill the colonel without any compunction. He was a threat to Mason.&amp;quot; Her jaw clenched but her chin came up. &amp;quot;I&#039;ll trust my kids to you, Zadie, because you&#039;re my cousin. You&#039;d give your own life to protect my children. And we both know that if you were ever a threat to my kids, you&#039;d better stake yourself faster than I could get to you,&amp;quot; she said quietly.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Staking isn&#039;t fatal,&amp;quot; Zadie replied quietly, her voice solemn though Caroline couldn&#039;t hear. &amp;quot;Important to remember.&amp;quot; She took Caroline&#039;s hand in hers. &amp;quot;Burn us, drain us completely or just put us out in the sun. Staking us just makes us easier to transport outside.&amp;quot; She gave her cousin a sickly, weak smile. &amp;quot;Even dismembering us isn&#039;t fatal. Enough blood and we can be knit back together. Just an FYI to make you have screaming nightmares.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;It&#039;s information that I need to know,&amp;quot; Caroline admitted. And she squeezed Zadie&#039;s hand tightly.&amp;quot;I&#039;m not sure there is anything worse to add to my screaming nightmares.&amp;quot; She forced a small smile. &amp;quot;Love you, cuz. Even though you&#039;re a pain the butt.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Zadie stuck out her tongue and freed her hands to slip her arms around her cousin. &amp;quot;Love you too, mini Mary A,&amp;quot; she told her, using the nickname that her Gramma sometimes called Caroline. &amp;quot;I’ll not keep you up anymore; you need to rest.&amp;quot; She rose smoothly to her feet and began to walk off. But she paused in the doorway. &amp;quot;Don&#039;t you ever stick your arm in front of a rabid vampire again, beloved Cuz. I ain&#039;t never been so scared as I was seeing you white and still like that on the ground and I ain&#039;t never seen Gramma so shaken. Leave the dumbass stuff to me. I&#039;m younger and can pull it off better.&amp;quot; She shimmied her rear with a grin. &amp;quot;Besides, I&#039;ll make a hotter corpse than you. You&#039;re just too darn pretty to look anything but tragic and heartrending. I&#039;ll just look damn fine!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Caroline hugged her tightly andlet her go, chuckling softly. &amp;quot;I won&#039;t,&amp;quot; she promised the girl in the doorway. &amp;quot;I learned my lesson about that at least. And don&#039;t be shimmying your booty at me, girl, I&#039;ll stick it in pink taffeta just to make you look stupid.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ooooo, nasty thing!&amp;quot;Zadie yelped with horror and then vanished from the doorway, her giggles heard only by Maggie and Mason as she slipped down the stairs and out into the night.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
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		<title>Vampire: Natchez By Night ––– The Campaign Timeline</title>
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&lt;div&gt;A Timeline of all our adventures and journal entries and RP entries, in one place for context.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Pre-Campaign==&lt;br /&gt;
*(Unspecified Date) &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Flashbacks: Caroline Thibideaux]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Caroline Thibideaux)&lt;br /&gt;
*(Unspecified Date) &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Zadie: An Evening Introduction]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal Entry: Zadie Calhoun)&lt;br /&gt;
*(Unspecified Date) &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Sandbox is a Hellhole]]&#039;&#039;&#039; --- (Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*15 Aug 2008 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[A Brand New Day]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal Entry: Irina DiSanti)&lt;br /&gt;
*22 Jun 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Where Is Your Head, Irina?]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Ray Walker)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Jun 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Nighttime Ride]]&#039;&#039;&#039;  ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Ray Walker)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Jun 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[EC-01: Ray Walker]]&#039;&#039;&#039;  ––– (Encounter Report: Irina DiSanti on Ray Walker)&lt;br /&gt;
*25 Jun 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Rockin&#039; On The Porch]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Caroline Thibideaux)&lt;br /&gt;
*25 Jun 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[EC-03: Caroline Thibideaux]]&#039;&#039;&#039;  ––– (Encounter Report: Irina DiSanti and Caroline Thibideaux)&lt;br /&gt;
*25 Jun 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Evening Interview]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Marcus Stone)&lt;br /&gt;
*07 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Lunch Date]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Lt. Gerald &amp;quot;Jerry&amp;quot; Grierson)&lt;br /&gt;
*14 Jul 2001 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Blood In The Water]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Caroline Thibideaux, Eliza Beauchamps, Evangiline Beauchamps Maguire, and Felicia DuBarrais)&lt;br /&gt;
*18 Jul 2001* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Somewhere Near Concordia Parish Airport]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Rene Intro)&lt;br /&gt;
*20 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Mounds Of Trouble]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: The Author, Catfish, the Three Elvi, and more!)&lt;br /&gt;
*21 Jul 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Zadie and the Madame]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Zadie Calhoun and Madame d&#039;Pumpmemore)&lt;br /&gt;
*21 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Meeting The Sheriff]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Sheriff Chuck Mayfield)&lt;br /&gt;
*21 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Back In The Harness]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Irina DiSanti)&lt;br /&gt;
*21 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[EC-02: Sheriff Mayfield]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Encounter Report: Irina DiSanti on Sheriff Chuck Mayfield)&lt;br /&gt;
*22 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Seduction of Caroline Thibideaux]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Caroline Thibideaux,Zadie Calhoun,Evangaline Beauchamps Maguire, the Professor and the Pretty Boys)&lt;br /&gt;
*22 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Inamorata]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Caroline Thibideaux and Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*22 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Playing For Keeps]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Taste Of Home]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[EC-04: Reynard &amp;quot;Renny&amp;quot; Jacovich]]&#039;&#039;&#039;  ––– (Encounter Report: Irina DiSanti and Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
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==Campaign, July 2011 to - ==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Natchez By Night Game1.0: Welcome To Natchez, Y&#039;all| &#039;&#039;&#039;30 Jul 2011, Game 1.0: Welcome To Natchez, Y&#039;all&#039;&#039;&#039;]] ––– In which we find ourselves in Natchez, Mississippi, and kick things off.&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Miserere]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Irina DiSanti)&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[From The Mind Of A Romance Writer]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Caroline Thibideaux)&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Things are Screwed Up All Over]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Cold Light Of Day]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Caroline Thibideaux)&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Wake Up Call]]&#039;&#039;&#039; –––  (RP: Irina DiSanti and Marcus Stone)&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Singing For His Supper, Part II]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Renny Janovich and Eliza Beauchamps)&lt;br /&gt;
*02 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Trouble Is Where You Find It And I&#039;ve Been Finding It Everywhere]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*02 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Lion&#039;s Den]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Sherif Chuck Mayfield)&lt;br /&gt;
*02 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Dinner Parties And House Guests]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Francine Continello)&lt;br /&gt;
*Between 31 Jul - 03 Aug, 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Pool Of Piranhas]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Caroline Thibideaux and Evangeline Beauchamps Maguire)&lt;br /&gt;
*Evening of 03 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Steel Magnolias]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Caroline Thibideaux and Zadie Calhoun)&lt;br /&gt;
*04 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Midnight Caller]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP:Irina DiSanti and Midnight Johnson)&lt;br /&gt;
*Evening of 04 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Higher Learnin&#039;]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: The Professor and Zadie Calhoun)&lt;br /&gt;
[[Natchez By Night, Game 2.0: It&#039;s A Crime And A Shame|&#039;&#039;&#039;04 Aug 2011, Game 2.0:  It&#039;s A Crime And A Shame&#039;&#039;&#039;]] - The ghoul hunt wraps up with a couple of surprise twists: Zadie acquires something unusual and dangerous, and Sheriff Midnight&#039;s fate takes an unexpected turn.&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Unwilling Partners]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Zadie Calhoun and Mr Charlie Cord) Concurrent with Game 2.0--Archivist.&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Taking Care Of Business]]&#039;&#039;&#039; --- (RP: Irina DiSanti and Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Perfumes Of Arabia]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Irina DiSanti)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[EC-05: Minefield]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Encounter Report-05: Irina DiSanti and Zadie Calhoun, Charlie Cord)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Things are Screwed Up All Over 2 ]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011 05:50* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Things We Can&#039;t Let Go of Are the Things that Won&#039;t Let Go of Us]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Renny Janovich and the ghost of Jacob Janovich Jr.)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011* - 06 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Thoughts Not To Be Shared]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Francine Continello)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Trying To Retain &#039;Normal&#039;]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Caroline Thibideaux and Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Are You There, God? It&#039;s Me, Caroline...]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Caroline Thibideaux)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Testement]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Story: Cotton Johnson)&lt;br /&gt;
[[Natchez By Night, Game 3.0: Three Conspiracies and and Engagement| &#039;&#039;&#039;05 Aug 2011, Game 3.0: Three Conspiracies and and Engagement&#039;&#039;&#039;]] ––– Various Vampires gather ghoulishly to plan the overthrow of Cotton Johnson and develop plans for the Post-Johnson era.  The gang meets the Elvii and a ghoul gets engaged.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Darkest Hours]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP:Caroline Thibideaux and Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Through a Mirror Darkly]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Zadie Calhoun)&lt;br /&gt;
[[Natchez By Night, Game 4.0: The End of King Cotton| &#039;&#039;&#039;06 Aug 2011, Game 4.0: The End of King Cotton&#039;&#039;&#039;]] ––– Plans go awry when the Beauchamps sisters&#039; &#039;&#039;coup d&#039;etat&#039;&#039; takes an unanticipated turn.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Picking Up, Moving On]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Irina DiSanti)&lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Table for Three]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti, Anastasia and Alona Morenko)&lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Lamentations of Renny Part 4: Stake Life]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Renny Janovich) &lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Mopping Up]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Irina DiSanti) &lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Damage Control]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*07 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Surprise You&#039;ll Never Know]]&#039;&#039;&#039; --- (Journal: Francine Continello)&lt;br /&gt;
*07 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Meeting Cecilia]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Miz Cecilia Hardin) &lt;br /&gt;
*07 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Sinners and Saviors]]&#039;&#039;&#039;––– (RP: Zadie Calhoun and Charlie Cord)&lt;br /&gt;
*07 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Vamps 101]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti, Renny Jacovich, and Anastasia and Alona Morenko)&lt;br /&gt;
*Somewhere between 07 and 12 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Candy Memories and Taffeta Nightmares]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Zadie Calhoun, Caroline Thibideaux, and Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*09 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Flesh of the Father]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Zadie Calhoun, Gramma Willi, and Charlie Cord]]&lt;br /&gt;
*09 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Best Wishes &amp;amp; Mending Fences]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti, Caroline Thibideaux, and Mason McAllistar) &lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;09 Aug 2011, Game 5.0: Shiny Amazing Evening&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– The gang go see the Wizard of Vidalia and the Assamite Scheherazade ... and come away with more than they bargained for.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*10 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Lamentations of Renny, Part Five: Comments from the Trashbag on the Left]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*10 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Zadie&#039;s Lament]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Zadie Calhoun)&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;10 Aug 2011, Game 6.0: Sweeping Up The Mess&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– Repurcussions from the deaths of the Wizard and the Assamite fall swiftly. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*10 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Lamentations of Renny, Part Five: Is it not nice to be nice to the not-so-nice?]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Renny Janovich)&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;13 Aug 2011, Game 7.0: Catfish Hunting&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– Using Irina as bait, we successfully lure Catfish into the open and eliminate him as a threat to the New Prince&#039;s hold over Natchez. Irina leaves afterward for Italy to train with the Society of Leopold and Renny humanely takes care of Cotton&#039;s herd.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;End of First Campaign&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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====Epilogue====&lt;br /&gt;
*16 Mar 2012 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Boston Morning]]&#039;&#039;&#039;  –––  (RP: Renny Janovich and Irina DiSanti)&lt;br /&gt;
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===SUBSEQUENT CAMPAIGNS===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#800000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Logs are provisionally posted, pending GM approval. RPs and Journal Entries will post here.&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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====&#039;&#039;&#039;2014: Return to Natchez&#039;&#039;&#039;====&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&#039;&#039;&#039;*&#039;&#039;&#039; = Denotes evening of the date given.&lt;br /&gt;
*22 Sep 2014*&#039; - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[As Vampires Go, They Went]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Renny and Irina)&lt;br /&gt;
*22 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Beets and Beats]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Renny, Irina, and Alona)&lt;br /&gt;
*23 Sep 2014 - &#039;&#039;&#039;TBD&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Caroline and Mason)&lt;br /&gt;
*23 Sep 2014 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Exit Strategies]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Irina and Caroline)&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;25 Sep 2014&#039;&#039;&#039;  –––  &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Return to Natchez, Game 01: Return to Pro Forma]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– Irina DiSanti&#039;s return kicks off an unexpected chain of events. Caroline Thibideaux seizes her chance to win her family free of Evangeline, two vampire acquaintances of Renny&#039;s show up on their way to NYC, and a Prince of the City dies. A new position in the Natchez Masquerade is created and the Oxford Tremere cook up a plan involving gargoyles and reanimated cadavers. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[No Empty Promise, Nor Road Lightly Taken]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Renny, Irina, and Flame)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Knight and Rook]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Irina and Cord)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Misguided Meditation]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Renny, Alona, and Irina)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Kill or be Killed; Eat or be Eaten]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Caroline and Cord)&lt;br /&gt;
*25 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Strange Fruit]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Renny, Alona, and Irina)&lt;br /&gt;
*25 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Stink of Prey]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Cord)&lt;br /&gt;
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Return to [[Vampire: Natchez By Night#Adventure Log|&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Adventure Log&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Return to [[Vampire: Natchez By Night|&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Natchez By Night&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
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		<title>Vampire: Natchez By Night ––– The Campaign Timeline</title>
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		<updated>2014-11-23T22:47:40Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;A Timeline of all our adventures and journal entries and RP entries, in one place for context.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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* Denotes an RP or Journal entry.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Pre-Campaign==&lt;br /&gt;
*(Unspecified Date) &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Flashbacks: Caroline Thibideaux]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Caroline Thibideaux)&lt;br /&gt;
*(Unspecified Date) &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Zadie: An Evening Introduction]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal Entry: Zadie Calhoun)&lt;br /&gt;
*(Unspecified Date) &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Sandbox is a Hellhole]]&#039;&#039;&#039; --- (Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*15 Aug 2008 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[A Brand New Day]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal Entry: Irina DiSanti)&lt;br /&gt;
*22 Jun 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Where Is Your Head, Irina?]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Ray Walker)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Jun 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Nighttime Ride]]&#039;&#039;&#039;  ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Ray Walker)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Jun 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[EC-01: Ray Walker]]&#039;&#039;&#039;  ––– (Encounter Report: Irina DiSanti on Ray Walker)&lt;br /&gt;
*25 Jun 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Rockin&#039; On The Porch]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Caroline Thibideaux)&lt;br /&gt;
*25 Jun 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[EC-03: Caroline Thibideaux]]&#039;&#039;&#039;  ––– (Encounter Report: Irina DiSanti and Caroline Thibideaux)&lt;br /&gt;
*25 Jun 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Evening Interview]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Marcus Stone)&lt;br /&gt;
*07 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Lunch Date]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Lt. Gerald &amp;quot;Jerry&amp;quot; Grierson)&lt;br /&gt;
*14 Jul 2001 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Blood In The Water]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Caroline Thibideaux, Eliza Beauchamps, Evangiline Beauchamps Maguire, and Felicia DuBarrais)&lt;br /&gt;
*18 Jul 2001* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Somewhere Near Concordia Parish Airport]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Rene Intro)&lt;br /&gt;
*20 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Mounds Of Trouble]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: The Author, Catfish, the Three Elvi, and more!)&lt;br /&gt;
*21 Jul 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Zadie and the Madame]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Zadie Calhoun and Madame d&#039;Pumpmemore)&lt;br /&gt;
*21 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Meeting The Sheriff]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Sheriff Chuck Mayfield)&lt;br /&gt;
*21 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Back In The Harness]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Irina DiSanti)&lt;br /&gt;
*21 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[EC-02: Sheriff Mayfield]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Encounter Report: Irina DiSanti on Sheriff Chuck Mayfield)&lt;br /&gt;
*22 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Seduction of Caroline Thibideaux]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Caroline Thibideaux,Zadie Calhoun,Evangaline Beauchamps Maguire, the Professor and the Pretty Boys)&lt;br /&gt;
*22 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Inamorata]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Caroline Thibideaux and Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*22 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Playing For Keeps]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Taste Of Home]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[EC-04: Reynard &amp;quot;Renny&amp;quot; Jacovich]]&#039;&#039;&#039;  ––– (Encounter Report: Irina DiSanti and Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*26 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Afternoon in the Sun]]&#039;&#039;&#039; -- (Caroline Thibideaux and Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
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==Campaign, July 2011 to - ==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Natchez By Night Game1.0: Welcome To Natchez, Y&#039;all| &#039;&#039;&#039;30 Jul 2011, Game 1.0: Welcome To Natchez, Y&#039;all&#039;&#039;&#039;]] ––– In which we find ourselves in Natchez, Mississippi, and kick things off.&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Miserere]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Irina DiSanti)&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[From The Mind Of A Romance Writer]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Caroline Thibideaux)&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Things are Screwed Up All Over]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Cold Light Of Day]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Caroline Thibideaux)&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Wake Up Call]]&#039;&#039;&#039; –––  (RP: Irina DiSanti and Marcus Stone)&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Singing For His Supper, Part II]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Renny Janovich and Eliza Beauchamps)&lt;br /&gt;
*02 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Trouble Is Where You Find It And I&#039;ve Been Finding It Everywhere]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*02 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Lion&#039;s Den]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Sherif Chuck Mayfield)&lt;br /&gt;
*02 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Dinner Parties And House Guests]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Francine Continello)&lt;br /&gt;
*Between 31 Jul - 03 Aug, 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Pool Of Piranhas]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Caroline Thibideaux and Evangeline Beauchamps Maguire)&lt;br /&gt;
*Evening of 03 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Steel Magnolias]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Caroline Thibideaux and Zadie Calhoun)&lt;br /&gt;
*04 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Midnight Caller]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP:Irina DiSanti and Midnight Johnson)&lt;br /&gt;
*Evening of 04 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Higher Learnin&#039;]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: The Professor and Zadie Calhoun)&lt;br /&gt;
[[Natchez By Night, Game 2.0: It&#039;s A Crime And A Shame|&#039;&#039;&#039;04 Aug 2011, Game 2.0:  It&#039;s A Crime And A Shame&#039;&#039;&#039;]] - The ghoul hunt wraps up with a couple of surprise twists: Zadie acquires something unusual and dangerous, and Sheriff Midnight&#039;s fate takes an unexpected turn.&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Unwilling Partners]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Zadie Calhoun and Mr Charlie Cord) Concurrent with Game 2.0--Archivist.&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Taking Care Of Business]]&#039;&#039;&#039; --- (RP: Irina DiSanti and Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Perfumes Of Arabia]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Irina DiSanti)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[EC-05: Minefield]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Encounter Report-05: Irina DiSanti and Zadie Calhoun, Charlie Cord)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Things are Screwed Up All Over 2 ]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011 05:50* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Things We Can&#039;t Let Go of Are the Things that Won&#039;t Let Go of Us]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Renny Janovich and the ghost of Jacob Janovich Jr.)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011* - 06 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Thoughts Not To Be Shared]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Francine Continello)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Trying To Retain &#039;Normal&#039;]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Caroline Thibideaux and Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Are You There, God? It&#039;s Me, Caroline...]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Caroline Thibideaux)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Testement]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Story: Cotton Johnson)&lt;br /&gt;
[[Natchez By Night, Game 3.0: Three Conspiracies and and Engagement| &#039;&#039;&#039;05 Aug 2011, Game 3.0: Three Conspiracies and and Engagement&#039;&#039;&#039;]] ––– Various Vampires gather ghoulishly to plan the overthrow of Cotton Johnson and develop plans for the Post-Johnson era.  The gang meets the Elvii and a ghoul gets engaged.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Darkest Hours]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP:Caroline Thibideaux and Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Through a Mirror Darkly]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Zadie Calhoun)&lt;br /&gt;
[[Natchez By Night, Game 4.0: The End of King Cotton| &#039;&#039;&#039;06 Aug 2011, Game 4.0: The End of King Cotton&#039;&#039;&#039;]] ––– Plans go awry when the Beauchamps sisters&#039; &#039;&#039;coup d&#039;etat&#039;&#039; takes an unanticipated turn.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Picking Up, Moving On]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Irina DiSanti)&lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Table for Three]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti, Anastasia and Alona Morenko)&lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Lamentations of Renny Part 4: Stake Life]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Renny Janovich) &lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Mopping Up]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Irina DiSanti) &lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Damage Control]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*07 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Surprise You&#039;ll Never Know]]&#039;&#039;&#039; --- (Journal: Francine Continello)&lt;br /&gt;
*07 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Meeting Cecilia]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Miz Cecilia Hardin) &lt;br /&gt;
*07 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Sinners and Saviors]]&#039;&#039;&#039;––– (RP: Zadie Calhoun and Charlie Cord)&lt;br /&gt;
*07 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Vamps 101]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti, Renny Jacovich, and Anastasia and Alona Morenko)&lt;br /&gt;
*Somewhere between 07 and 12 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Candy Memories and Taffeta Nightmares]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Zadie Calhoun, Caroline Thibideaux, and Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*09 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Flesh of the Father]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Zadie Calhoun, Gramma Willi, and Charlie Cord]]&lt;br /&gt;
*09 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Best Wishes &amp;amp; Mending Fences]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti, Caroline Thibideaux, and Mason McAllistar) &lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;09 Aug 2011, Game 5.0: Shiny Amazing Evening&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– The gang go see the Wizard of Vidalia and the Assamite Scheherazade ... and come away with more than they bargained for.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*10 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Lamentations of Renny, Part Five: Comments from the Trashbag on the Left]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*10 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Zadie&#039;s Lament]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Zadie Calhoun)&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;10 Aug 2011, Game 6.0: Sweeping Up The Mess&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– Repurcussions from the deaths of the Wizard and the Assamite fall swiftly. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*10 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Lamentations of Renny, Part Five: Is it not nice to be nice to the not-so-nice?]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Renny Janovich)&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;13 Aug 2011, Game 7.0: Catfish Hunting&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– Using Irina as bait, we successfully lure Catfish into the open and eliminate him as a threat to the New Prince&#039;s hold over Natchez. Irina leaves afterward for Italy to train with the Society of Leopold and Renny humanely takes care of Cotton&#039;s herd.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;End of First Campaign&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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====Epilogue====&lt;br /&gt;
*16 Mar 2012 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Boston Morning]]&#039;&#039;&#039;  –––  (RP: Renny Janovich and Irina DiSanti)&lt;br /&gt;
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===SUBSEQUENT CAMPAIGNS===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#800000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Logs are provisionally posted, pending GM approval. RPs and Journal Entries will post here.&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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====&#039;&#039;&#039;2014: Return to Natchez&#039;&#039;&#039;====&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&#039;&#039;&#039;*&#039;&#039;&#039; = Denotes evening of the date given.&lt;br /&gt;
*22 Sep 2014*&#039; - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[As Vampires Go, They Went]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Renny and Irina)&lt;br /&gt;
*22 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Beets and Beats]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Renny, Irina, and Alona)&lt;br /&gt;
*23 Sep 2014 - &#039;&#039;&#039;TBD&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Caroline and Mason)&lt;br /&gt;
*23 Sep 2014 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Exit Strategies]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Irina and Caroline)&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;25 Sep 2014&#039;&#039;&#039;  –––  &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Return to Natchez, Game 01: Return to Pro Forma]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– Irina DiSanti&#039;s return kicks off an unexpected chain of events. Caroline Thibideaux seizes her chance to win her family free of Evangeline, two vampire acquaintances of Renny&#039;s show up on their way to NYC, and a Prince of the City dies. A new position in the Natchez Masquerade is created and the Oxford Tremere cook up a plan involving gargoyles and reanimated cadavers. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[No Empty Promise, Nor Road Lightly Taken]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Renny, Irina, and Flame)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Knight and Rook]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Irina and Cord)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Misguided Meditation]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Renny, Alona, and Irina)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Kill or be Killed; Eat or be Eaten]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Caroline and Cord)&lt;br /&gt;
*25 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Strange Fruit]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Renny, Alona, and Irina)&lt;br /&gt;
*25 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Stink of Prey]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Cord)&lt;br /&gt;
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Return to [[Vampire: Natchez By Night#Adventure Log|&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Adventure Log&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Return to [[Vampire: Natchez By Night|&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Natchez By Night&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
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		<title>Afternoon in the Sun</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: Created page with &amp;quot;---Just before Caroline is ghouled, IIRC.---  Once they left the city limits, Mason opened the throttle. Avoiding the highways, he instead chose the smaller back roads closer ...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;---Just before Caroline is ghouled, IIRC.---&lt;br /&gt;
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Once they left the city limits, Mason opened the throttle. Avoiding the highways, he instead chose the smaller back roads closer to the river. The Harley’s roar was muted by the helmet he wore and usually he’d be talking to his passenger through the mics in the helmets, but the beautiful woman whose thighs cradled his couldn’t hear him.&lt;br /&gt;
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That had been a shock. He still couldn’t believe that Caroline was deaf. His thoughts paralleled the road they were on, twisting and turning around unexpected corners bringing images of their past together.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;Caroline laughing with her head thrown back in the sunlight.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;Sitting in the park with bottles of beer, music from a string ensemble twining around them.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;Dancing under a half moon on the balcony of the country club.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;Her eyes opening lazily in the morning sun, her sleepy smile so gentle. The feel of her hand caressing his bare che…&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Goddamnit! Mason ripped his thoughts away from that image, bringing his attention back to the curving road in front of them as he instinctively tipped the bike sideways to avoid a collision with a farm truck that came out of nowhere. They roared around the obstacle and he righted the bike almost as quickly as he’d tipped it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Caroline’s body molded to him from behind, her balance impeccable. A quarter mile down the road he pulled onto the shoulder and ripped his helmet off, turning in the saddle to look at her. “Are you okay?” he demanded, alarmed that he might have scared her.&lt;br /&gt;
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She leaned back on the pillion and reached up, slipping her sunglasses from the bridge of her nose without removing her helmet. There were no face shields in the way. She smiled at him. “I’m fine,” she assured him gently. “You did good. I didn’t realize anything was off until we got past him, even.”&lt;br /&gt;
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He breathed a little easier, his hand coming up to stroke her cheek lightly. “All right.” The relief in his expression was obvious, and the grin he shot her crinkled the corners of his blue eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
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Caroline laughed. “You worry too much,” she informed him, putting her glasses back on her nose and sliding forward as he resettled himself in the saddle to cradle his behind snug between her thighs. Her arms crept around his waist to settle on his hips as well, her preferred position for riding.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mason put his helmet back on and his hands on the grips. With a twist of his wrist, they were off again.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lying on the blanket in the shade of a massive elm on the edge of the river Mason propped on his elbow and watched Caroline doze. They’d hiked and had lunch, talked and laughed. He’d admitted to reading her books over wine. She’d told him of the adjustments of being deaf. Her ability to lip read was good enough to make him forget sometimes that she couldn’t hear him.&lt;br /&gt;
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He took the unguarded moment to study her features while she slept. She looked so tired. It worried him. It worried him more that she was evasive about why. He was familiar enough with her to see that even now she wasn’t sleeping well. Her brows were pulled together in a faint frown, lines of strain creasing her face even in sleep. There were shadows beneath her eyes. &lt;br /&gt;
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“What are you doing to yourself, babe?” he wondered aloud. Her explanation that she’d been painting and writing rang true, but there was more to it. Something had given her nightmares. She was beginning to twitch in her sleep, making soft sounds of distress. It made everything in him clench tight with adrenaline, the need to take away her bad dreams driving him nuts.&lt;br /&gt;
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A tear trickled down her cheek and that was the last straw. He leaned over to gently wipe the droplet from her face, and as she stirred awake he couldn’t help himself. He kissed her. A tender kiss that was meant to remain soft, but Caroline’s drowsy response was to open to him like a flower to the sun. He found himself dipping in for a taste of her, unable to stop.&lt;br /&gt;
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The kiss went on forever, tender but heated. His hand cradled her jaw and then slid down her throat, resting where her pulse had picked up. Caroline’s arms came up around him and she drew him down. When he released her lips so they could both catch a quick breath, she whispered, “God, it’s been a long time, Mason.”&lt;br /&gt;
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It assured him that she knew she wasn’t dreaming or thinking he was someone else and he kissed along her jaw to nibble her earlobe. Knowing she couldn’t hear him, he finally felt free to whisper in her ear, “I’m playin’ for keeps this time, Caroline.” It wasn’t exactly fair warning but it was as close as she was going to get. He’d realized when he saw her again that she was what he’d been waiting on, and he already knew it might be an uphill battle – she’d always said she didn’t want marriage. But he’d loved her for years and she’d had her chance to find out what she wanted. This time he was coming after her like Sherman taking Atlanta.&lt;br /&gt;
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He trailed back around to her lips, his kiss demanding her response and getting it in spades. Mason groaned softly at the taste of her, so wild and sweet. Delicate and graceful but with a core of tempered steel that he couldn’t help admire.&lt;br /&gt;
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When he drew back this time to meet her eyes, he smiled. A wicked twinkle lightened his expression, giving him an impish look for a moment. Caroline laughed breathlessly up at him, and Mason said softly, “If we don’t get back on the bike, we’re going to find ourselves arrested for public indecency.”&lt;br /&gt;
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She glanced around the park, noting the few others sitting anywhere nearby. The late-afternoon sun was warm and sultry. Caroline turned lazy eyes back up to him and murmured, “It might be worth it.”&lt;br /&gt;
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He laughed, delighted. “It might be at that,” Mason agreed. But he leaned down to kiss her, this time softly. Almost regretfully. When he pulled away it was to shove himself to his feet, discreetly rearranging his jeans, and help her up. “C’mon, babe,” he said. “Time to head back. You said you had a thing tonight.”&lt;br /&gt;
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Caroline let him take both of her hands and haul her upright, and then she leaned in for another lingering kiss. “I’m enjoying today,” she told him softly.&lt;br /&gt;
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He grinned back. “That was the point,” Mason replied. He swatted her on the behind lightly when she bent to pick up the blanket and after he collected the cooler they walked back to the bike teasing and laughing, kissing periodically.&lt;br /&gt;
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As he walked her to her front door, Mason reflected on the ride home. Having her on the back of the bike again made his whole week. He hadn’t been lying when he said he’d been lonely, and for the first time in ages… he wasn’t. His fingertips touched her chin lightly and he smiled. “See you in a couple of days,” he told her with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When she let herself in the front door with a grin back at him, Mason had to resist the urge to pump the air with his fist. He was dead set on winning the girl this time.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
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		<title>Vampire: Natchez By Night ––– The Campaign Timeline</title>
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		<updated>2014-11-23T22:41:48Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;A Timeline of all our adventures and journal entries and RP entries, in one place for context.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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* Denotes an RP or Journal entry.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Pre-Campaign==&lt;br /&gt;
*(Unspecified Date) &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Flashbacks: Caroline Thibideaux]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Caroline Thibideaux)&lt;br /&gt;
*(Unspecified Date) &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Zadie: An Evening Introduction]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal Entry: Zadie Calhoun)&lt;br /&gt;
*(Unspecified Date) &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Sandbox is a Hellhole]]&#039;&#039;&#039; --- (Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*15 Aug 2008 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[A Brand New Day]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal Entry: Irina DiSanti)&lt;br /&gt;
*22 Jun 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Where Is Your Head, Irina?]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Ray Walker)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Jun 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Nighttime Ride]]&#039;&#039;&#039;  ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Ray Walker)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Jun 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[EC-01: Ray Walker]]&#039;&#039;&#039;  ––– (Encounter Report: Irina DiSanti on Ray Walker)&lt;br /&gt;
*25 Jun 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Rockin&#039; On The Porch]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Caroline Thibideaux)&lt;br /&gt;
*25 Jun 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[EC-03: Caroline Thibideaux]]&#039;&#039;&#039;  ––– (Encounter Report: Irina DiSanti and Caroline Thibideaux)&lt;br /&gt;
*25 Jun 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Evening Interview]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Marcus Stone)&lt;br /&gt;
*07 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Lunch Date]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Lt. Gerald &amp;quot;Jerry&amp;quot; Grierson)&lt;br /&gt;
*14 Jul 2001 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Blood In The Water]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Caroline Thibideaux, Eliza Beauchamps, Evangiline Beauchamps Maguire, and Felicia DuBarrais)&lt;br /&gt;
*18 Jul 2001* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Somewhere Near Concordia Parish Airport]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Rene Intro)&lt;br /&gt;
*20 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Mounds Of Trouble]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: The Author, Catfish, the Three Elvi, and more!)&lt;br /&gt;
*21 Jul 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Zadie and the Madame]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Zadie Calhoun and Madame d&#039;Pumpmemore)&lt;br /&gt;
*21 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Meeting The Sheriff]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Sheriff Chuck Mayfield)&lt;br /&gt;
*21 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Back In The Harness]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Irina DiSanti)&lt;br /&gt;
*21 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[EC-02: Sheriff Mayfield]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Encounter Report: Irina DiSanti on Sheriff Chuck Mayfield)&lt;br /&gt;
*22 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Seduction of Caroline Thibideaux]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Caroline Thibideaux,Zadie Calhoun,Evangaline Beauchamps Maguire, the Professor and the Pretty Boys)&lt;br /&gt;
*22 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Inamorata]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Caroline Thibideaux and Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*22 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Playing For Keeps]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Taste Of Home]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[EC-04: Reynard &amp;quot;Renny&amp;quot; Jacovich]]&#039;&#039;&#039;  ––– (Encounter Report: Irina DiSanti and Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Afternoon in the Sun]]&#039;&#039;&#039; -- (Caroline Thibideaux and Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
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==Campaign, July 2011 to - ==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Natchez By Night Game1.0: Welcome To Natchez, Y&#039;all| &#039;&#039;&#039;30 Jul 2011, Game 1.0: Welcome To Natchez, Y&#039;all&#039;&#039;&#039;]] ––– In which we find ourselves in Natchez, Mississippi, and kick things off.&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Miserere]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Irina DiSanti)&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[From The Mind Of A Romance Writer]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Caroline Thibideaux)&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Things are Screwed Up All Over]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Cold Light Of Day]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Caroline Thibideaux)&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Wake Up Call]]&#039;&#039;&#039; –––  (RP: Irina DiSanti and Marcus Stone)&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Singing For His Supper, Part II]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Renny Janovich and Eliza Beauchamps)&lt;br /&gt;
*02 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Trouble Is Where You Find It And I&#039;ve Been Finding It Everywhere]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*02 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Lion&#039;s Den]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Sherif Chuck Mayfield)&lt;br /&gt;
*02 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Dinner Parties And House Guests]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Francine Continello)&lt;br /&gt;
*Between 31 Jul - 03 Aug, 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Pool Of Piranhas]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Caroline Thibideaux and Evangeline Beauchamps Maguire)&lt;br /&gt;
*Evening of 03 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Steel Magnolias]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Caroline Thibideaux and Zadie Calhoun)&lt;br /&gt;
*04 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Midnight Caller]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP:Irina DiSanti and Midnight Johnson)&lt;br /&gt;
*Evening of 04 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Higher Learnin&#039;]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: The Professor and Zadie Calhoun)&lt;br /&gt;
[[Natchez By Night, Game 2.0: It&#039;s A Crime And A Shame|&#039;&#039;&#039;04 Aug 2011, Game 2.0:  It&#039;s A Crime And A Shame&#039;&#039;&#039;]] - The ghoul hunt wraps up with a couple of surprise twists: Zadie acquires something unusual and dangerous, and Sheriff Midnight&#039;s fate takes an unexpected turn.&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Unwilling Partners]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Zadie Calhoun and Mr Charlie Cord) Concurrent with Game 2.0--Archivist.&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Taking Care Of Business]]&#039;&#039;&#039; --- (RP: Irina DiSanti and Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Perfumes Of Arabia]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Irina DiSanti)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[EC-05: Minefield]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Encounter Report-05: Irina DiSanti and Zadie Calhoun, Charlie Cord)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Things are Screwed Up All Over 2 ]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011 05:50* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Things We Can&#039;t Let Go of Are the Things that Won&#039;t Let Go of Us]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Renny Janovich and the ghost of Jacob Janovich Jr.)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011* - 06 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Thoughts Not To Be Shared]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Francine Continello)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Trying To Retain &#039;Normal&#039;]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Caroline Thibideaux and Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Are You There, God? It&#039;s Me, Caroline...]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Caroline Thibideaux)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Testement]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Story: Cotton Johnson)&lt;br /&gt;
[[Natchez By Night, Game 3.0: Three Conspiracies and and Engagement| &#039;&#039;&#039;05 Aug 2011, Game 3.0: Three Conspiracies and and Engagement&#039;&#039;&#039;]] ––– Various Vampires gather ghoulishly to plan the overthrow of Cotton Johnson and develop plans for the Post-Johnson era.  The gang meets the Elvii and a ghoul gets engaged.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Darkest Hours]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP:Caroline Thibideaux and Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Through a Mirror Darkly]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Zadie Calhoun)&lt;br /&gt;
[[Natchez By Night, Game 4.0: The End of King Cotton| &#039;&#039;&#039;06 Aug 2011, Game 4.0: The End of King Cotton&#039;&#039;&#039;]] ––– Plans go awry when the Beauchamps sisters&#039; &#039;&#039;coup d&#039;etat&#039;&#039; takes an unanticipated turn.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Picking Up, Moving On]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Irina DiSanti)&lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Table for Three]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti, Anastasia and Alona Morenko)&lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Lamentations of Renny Part 4: Stake Life]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Renny Janovich) &lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Mopping Up]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Irina DiSanti) &lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Damage Control]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*07 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Surprise You&#039;ll Never Know]]&#039;&#039;&#039; --- (Journal: Francine Continello)&lt;br /&gt;
*07 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Meeting Cecilia]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Miz Cecilia Hardin) &lt;br /&gt;
*07 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Sinners and Saviors]]&#039;&#039;&#039;––– (RP: Zadie Calhoun and Charlie Cord)&lt;br /&gt;
*07 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Vamps 101]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti, Renny Jacovich, and Anastasia and Alona Morenko)&lt;br /&gt;
*Somewhere between 07 and 12 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Candy Memories and Taffeta Nightmares]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Zadie Calhoun, Caroline Thibideaux, and Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*09 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Flesh of the Father]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Zadie Calhoun, Gramma Willi, and Charlie Cord]]&lt;br /&gt;
*09 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Best Wishes &amp;amp; Mending Fences]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti, Caroline Thibideaux, and Mason McAllistar) &lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;09 Aug 2011, Game 5.0: Shiny Amazing Evening&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– The gang go see the Wizard of Vidalia and the Assamite Scheherazade ... and come away with more than they bargained for.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*10 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Lamentations of Renny, Part Five: Comments from the Trashbag on the Left]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*10 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Zadie&#039;s Lament]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Zadie Calhoun)&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;10 Aug 2011, Game 6.0: Sweeping Up The Mess&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– Repurcussions from the deaths of the Wizard and the Assamite fall swiftly. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*10 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Lamentations of Renny, Part Five: Is it not nice to be nice to the not-so-nice?]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Renny Janovich)&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;13 Aug 2011, Game 7.0: Catfish Hunting&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– Using Irina as bait, we successfully lure Catfish into the open and eliminate him as a threat to the New Prince&#039;s hold over Natchez. Irina leaves afterward for Italy to train with the Society of Leopold and Renny humanely takes care of Cotton&#039;s herd.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;End of First Campaign&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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====Epilogue====&lt;br /&gt;
*16 Mar 2012 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Boston Morning]]&#039;&#039;&#039;  –––  (RP: Renny Janovich and Irina DiSanti)&lt;br /&gt;
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===SUBSEQUENT CAMPAIGNS===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#800000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Logs are provisionally posted, pending GM approval. RPs and Journal Entries will post here.&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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====&#039;&#039;&#039;2014: Return to Natchez&#039;&#039;&#039;====&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&#039;&#039;&#039;*&#039;&#039;&#039; = Denotes evening of the date given.&lt;br /&gt;
*22 Sep 2014*&#039; - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[As Vampires Go, They Went]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Renny and Irina)&lt;br /&gt;
*22 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Beets and Beats]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Renny, Irina, and Alona)&lt;br /&gt;
*23 Sep 2014 - &#039;&#039;&#039;TBD&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Caroline and Mason)&lt;br /&gt;
*23 Sep 2014 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Exit Strategies]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Irina and Caroline)&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;25 Sep 2014&#039;&#039;&#039;  –––  &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Return to Natchez, Game 01: Return to Pro Forma]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– Irina DiSanti&#039;s return kicks off an unexpected chain of events. Caroline Thibideaux seizes her chance to win her family free of Evangeline, two vampire acquaintances of Renny&#039;s show up on their way to NYC, and a Prince of the City dies. A new position in the Natchez Masquerade is created and the Oxford Tremere cook up a plan involving gargoyles and reanimated cadavers. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[No Empty Promise, Nor Road Lightly Taken]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Renny, Irina, and Flame)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Knight and Rook]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Irina and Cord)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Misguided Meditation]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Renny, Alona, and Irina)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Kill or be Killed; Eat or be Eaten]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Caroline and Cord)&lt;br /&gt;
*25 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Strange Fruit]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Renny, Alona, and Irina)&lt;br /&gt;
*25 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Stink of Prey]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Cord)&lt;br /&gt;
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Return to [[Vampire: Natchez By Night#Adventure Log|&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Adventure Log&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Return to [[Vampire: Natchez By Night|&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Natchez By Night&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
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		<title>The Sandbox is a Hellhole</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Date unspecified, Somewhere in Iraq and Afghanistan&lt;br /&gt;
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The Sandbox was a hellhole. Mason McAllistar, Mac to the men of the motor pool, had been here for nearly two and a half years already. It was only getting worse. Rumor had it, though, that the battalion might be getting transferred. Trading one hellhole for another he was pretty sure.&lt;br /&gt;
Walking back to the tent he shared with five other men from the pool, Mac rubbed the sweat off his forehead with his shirt. There were perks to being here. The game of pick-up football that he’d just finished was one of those things – the guys were generally good people and he enjoyed the camaraderie he’d built with them. He ducked through the open flap and headed for his footlocker to retrieve his shower gear. A “day off” had a whole different connotation here; it didn’t really exist except in terms of having no particular duties to attend to.&lt;br /&gt;
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A low wolf whistle sounded behind him and Mac looked over his shoulder to see the newest guy in their tent coming through the flap. He was staring at the lid of Mac’s footlocker where the only picture he’d brought with him from stateside was tacked to the inside. “Who’s the looker?” Ruckus asked. “Man, you can’t tell me an old guy like you has a hottie like that at home. Seriously? Christ, what’d you do, man sell your soul?”&lt;br /&gt;
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Griff and Pendleton walked through the flap as Mac went back to pulling out his towel and soap. “None of your business, Ruckus.” The kid was barely 19 and he hadn’t been in the tent more than a week. Mac’s personal business was just that, and the rest of the guys in the tent had already learned to leave that photo out of any conversation. The two who’d just walked in were two of the only three people in the entire US Army who knew the story of Caroline Thibideaux of Natchez.&lt;br /&gt;
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Pendleton glanced at Griff and jerked a chin toward Ruckus, whose real name was Randolph. The nickname had been earned by virtue of the fact that no matter where the goddamned kid went on post right now a fight was sure to follow. He couldn’t keep his mouth shut. About anything.&lt;br /&gt;
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Griff just shook his head. Better the kid learned early on that the girl in the photo was off-limits to any kind of comment.&lt;br /&gt;
Ruckus rambled up closer behind Mac, leaning down to look closer. “She’s about the sweetest-looking thing I’ve seen. Is she your sister, man?”&lt;br /&gt;
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Mac slammed the lid of the footlocker. “No.” He stood up and turned to face the kid. “And she’s not your fucking business, Ruck, so shut up about it.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Ooooh. Hit a nerve. She your girlfriend then?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“She’s just a friend.” Mac moved to push past Ruckus, slanting a glance at Pendleton and Griff. Both men were watching with amused smirks, &lt;br /&gt;
Griff with his arms crossed. Shit, just what he needed. A green noob to put in his place. Why did they keep sticking the kids in with his guys? Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;
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“Well, if she’s just a friend, maybe you can introduce me,” Ruck begged. He really was a decent kid, but he was just that – a kid. “Man, oh man, I bet she’s got the hottest mouth in the South,” the kid groaned out, the fantasy already taking shape.&lt;br /&gt;
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Before he knew what hit him the kid was up against the center tent pole with Mac’s hand around his throat tightly. Blue eyes cold as ice were slit to an evil expression. “Kid, you’re new here,” Mac ground out between gritted teeth. “So I’m going to tell you this one time. I ever catch you lookin’ in my shit again, I ever even think you’re fantasizing about that woman, I will rip your dick off and make you eat it. We clear?”&lt;br /&gt;
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Ruckus looked absolutely terrified. He squeaked out, “Yeah, man! Sorry! I’m clear!” He could barely breathe for the hand at his throat.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mac dropped him to the floor and walked out of the tent, heading for the showers. The last two men who lived in their tent got out of his way, letting him pass before they ducked inside. “What the fuck’s got Mac’s shorts in a twist?” asked Kane.&lt;br /&gt;
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Griff gestured at Ruck, who was climbing to his feet next to the center pole. “Dickwad saw Caroline.”&lt;br /&gt;
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Tanner groaned. “Aw, man! That means Sarge’s gonna be in a piss mood for the rest of down time.” He looked at Ruck. “Fuck’s sake, kid, can’t you keep your mouth shut?”&lt;br /&gt;
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Pendleton dropped onto his bunk, putting his hands behind his head.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ruckus just gaped at the group. “You guys knew that was gonna happen!” he accused. “Why didn’t you do anything and make him quit? He coulda killed me!”&lt;br /&gt;
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Griff rolled his eyes. “Yeah. He coulda. He doesn’t have to, though, does he? Cuz you have a big mouth but you’re smart enough never to bring her up again, right?”&lt;br /&gt;
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Tanner walked over to the small table in the middle of the tent and Kane pulled out a deck of cards. “Poker, you guys?”&lt;br /&gt;
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Ruckus just stared. “We’re just gonna play poker like nothing happened?”&lt;br /&gt;
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Griff pulled bottles of water out of the small fridge on the other side. “Yep,” he said lazily. “We are. You in or out, Pen?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“But….”&lt;br /&gt;
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Pendleton didn’t get off his bunk yet. “In,” he finally spoke up. “But nothin’, kid,” he drawled. He and Mac had mustered in together and of the rest of the group he knew Mac the best. “Drop it. He’ll cool off. Maybe by the time he’s done in the shower cuz he knows you’re a friggin’ horndog and a bigmouth. Just pretend it didn’t happen, and don’t ever bring it up again.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ruckus just swallowed hard at the men and nodded slowly. “O… okay.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kane asked, “You in, kid?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
------&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The entire battalion was exhausted. Leave time was nonexistent for most of them. If Iraq was a hellhole, Afghanistan was worse. Mac couldn’t remember what civilian life was like. Four years out here and what he missed the most was sweet tea. No matter how well the mess hall did tea, there was nothing quite like sweet tea in Mississippi.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Hey man, get your head out of your ass,” Pendleton quipped. “You can’t have short-timer syndrome yet. It’s three months still.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mac chuckled. “Nah, it’s not that.” They were driving down a rutted road with Griff and Howard in the back seat. “I was actually thinking I can’t fuckin’ remember what ‘normal’ is like. And if I’d be able to go back.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Pen smirked at him from the driver’s seat. “Well, you said you had a couple of those bands from the USO who might be interested in your management skills. Look ‘em up when you get back. You’ll settle in.” His eyes went back to the road. “You could always go somewhere other than Natchez, you know. Hell, head for Nashville or something.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Eh, I don’t know,” Mac demurred. “We’ll have to see how it plays out. Oh , shit, watch it, Pen!”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Pendleton saw the dead dog on the side of the road at the same time Mac did, swerving the wheel hard left to avoid the carcass.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The next thing Mac knew, he was waking up. And he hurt like a son-of-a-bitch. The HumVee was upside down and his ears were ringing like mad. What the hell? Turning his head, he realized he was hanging in his seatbelt upside down. Pendleton wasn’t moving and he couldn’t hear anything from the back seat either. Struggling to get himself loose, Mac dropped to the roof-turned-floor of the vehicle clumsily, his balance off. A quick check assured him that Pen was alive, just unconscious. He squirmed about trying to check the back seat, but there wasn’t room. He crawled backward out his window and tried to wrench the back door open to get at Griff and Howard.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When the back door finally came open, something fell out onto his foot. He stared in dumb shock at the arm from the elbow down that rested there. Goddamn it, he kept telling Griff not to prop his fucking arm on the sill! How many times did he have to tell the man?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mac’s eyes came up and his gut clenched. Shrapnel from the bomb had shredded half of the man’s face off and in spite of the helmet and armor Mac could see from the way his eyes stared blankly at the sky that Griff wouldn’t ever hear his bitching again. He checked in vain for a pulse, but only because it seemed like the last thing he could do for his friend.&lt;br /&gt;
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Howard, on the far side of the car, started to come around. The sound of gunfire from somewhere in the canyon to the west of them galvanized Mac to action. “Howard,” he barked. “Get up, man. Get on the horn and give the base our coordinates.” He pulled back out of the car and climbed up on top of it to get a better look.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When he climbed back down, Howard was groggily climbing out of the window on his side, hauling the radio gear with him. “Tell ‘em we’re going to be moving .75 kliks southwest – there are some caves there and we’ll hole up til the helo gets here. We’ve got hostiles not more than 2 kliks away from us, they need to hurry. We’ve got one man down and one man unconscious.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Howard fiddled with the radio quickly, sending out their distress call. As soon as an acknowledgement came back, he hauled himself to his feet and pulled the gear onto his back. Without another word between them, the two men pulled their comrades from the vehicle. Because of their heights, Mac was better suited to handling Griff and letting Howard take Pen. They were going to have to move fast to get secure before those tangos got to them. And hauling 180 lbs-plus of dead weight each wasn’t going to make things simple.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Hoo-rah, Howard,” Mac gritted out, hoisting the body of Griff onto his shoulders in a fireman’s carry so that he could keep his M4 slung across his front. “You ready, man?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Ready as it gets,” Howard grunted. “Pen’s coming around.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Indeed the tall Norse-looking soldier was lifting his head to demand, “What the fuck?” in a dazed voice.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Howard hauled him upright, holding one of Pen’s arms around his shoulders and his own arm around the man’s waist. “On your feet, fucker. You’re too heavy to carry all the way. Move it. Tangos incoming.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Pendleton was a good soldier. He fumbled for his machine gun and then let Howard hoist him up. He was limping but it was better than unconscious.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The small squad of men moved as quickly as they could, Howard taking the time to try to cover their tracks. In spite of the fact that Mac was bleeding from shrapnel wounds to his face and arm, it wasn’t as bad as it could have been. In the instant the explosion ripped through the car he’d turned his back and caught most of it on his armor. He was torn up, but he wasn’t dripping blood or anything.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Once all of them were in the cave that Mac had spotted, he and Howard went back out and did what they could to camouflage their hiding place.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“ETA on the helo?” Mac asked quietly as they piled brush.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Checking his watch, Howard grimaced. “We gotta hold out for half an hour, man.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Scrambling back into their cover, leaving Pen leaning back against the cave wall with his concussion – or at least that’s what Mac was assuming it was – the two men took watch. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It was a harrowing half hour. Ragged Afghan militia men were combing the area near the truck, slowly spreading out. And it’s not as if they were able to do a great job covering their tracks. There were still ten minutes remaining to the evac chopper’s arrival when one of the soldiers picked up their trail and gestured excitedly to his friends. They all made straight for the caves.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When the helo arrived, Howard and Mac were shooting at nearly a dozen men out front of their cave. Thank God there were men with mounted weapons that helo. It came around for several passes, the high-powered gunfire from the doors scattering the tangos on the ground. Only then did the helo set down. A six-man team poured out of the doors, covering their escape as Mac carried Griff’s body with him and Howard helped Pendleton to the vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It was a hell of a way to end a tour. Mac had thought that all of his guys were going to make it. He looked out over the desolate landscape as they lifted off, his expression bleak.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>The Sandbox is a Hellhole</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: Created page with &amp;quot;Date unspecified, Somewhere in Iraq and Afghanistan  The Sandbox was a hellhole. Mason McAllistar, Mac to the men of the motor pool, had been here for nearly two and a half ye...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Date unspecified, Somewhere in Iraq and Afghanistan&lt;br /&gt;
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The Sandbox was a hellhole. Mason McAllistar, Mac to the men of the motor pool, had been here for nearly two and a half years already. It was only getting worse. Rumor had it, though, that the battalion might be getting transferred. Trading one hellhole for another he was pretty sure.&lt;br /&gt;
Walking back to the tent he shared with five other men from the pool, Mac rubbed the sweat off his forehead with his shirt. There were perks to being here. The game of pick-up football that he’d just finished was one of those things – the guys were generally good people and he enjoyed the camaraderie he’d built with them. He ducked through the open flap and headed for his footlocker to retrieve his shower gear. A “day off” had a whole different connotation here; it didn’t really exist except in terms of having no particular duties to attend to.&lt;br /&gt;
A low wolf whistle sounded behind him and Mac looked over his shoulder to see the newest guy in their tent coming through the flap. He was staring at the lid of Mac’s footlocker where the only picture he’d brought with him from stateside was tacked to the inside. “Who’s the looker?” Ruckus asked. “Man, you can’t tell me an old guy like you has a hottie like that at home. Seriously? Christ, what’d you do, man sell your soul?”&lt;br /&gt;
Griff and Pendleton walked through the flap as Mac went back to pulling out his towel and soap. “None of your business, Ruckus.” The kid was barely 19 and he hadn’t been in the tent more than a week. Mac’s personal business was just that, and the rest of the guys in the tent had already learned to leave that photo out of any conversation. The two who’d just walked in were two of the only three people in the entire US Army who knew the story of Caroline Thibideaux of Natchez.&lt;br /&gt;
Pendleton glanced at Griff and jerked a chin toward Ruckus, whose real name was Randolph. The nickname had been earned by virtue of the fact that no matter where the goddamned kid went on post right now a fight was sure to follow. He couldn’t keep his mouth shut. About anything.&lt;br /&gt;
Griff just shook his head. Better the kid learned early on that the girl in the photo was off-limits to any kind of comment.&lt;br /&gt;
Ruckus rambled up closer behind Mac, leaning down to look closer. “She’s about the sweetest-looking thing I’ve seen. Is she your sister, man?”&lt;br /&gt;
Mac slammed the lid of the footlocker. “No.” He stood up and turned to face the kid. “And she’s not your fucking business, Ruck, so shut up about it.”&lt;br /&gt;
“Ooooh. Hit a nerve. She your girlfriend then?”&lt;br /&gt;
“She’s just a friend.” Mac moved to push past Ruckus, slanting a glance at Pendleton and Griff. Both men were watching with amused smirks, Griff with his arms crossed. Shit, just what he needed. A green noob to put in his place. Why did they keep sticking the kids in with his guys? Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;
“Well, if she’s just a friend, maybe you can introduce me,” Ruck begged. He really was a decent kid, but he was just that – a kid. “Man, oh man, I bet she’s got the hottest mouth in the South,” the kid groaned out, the fantasy already taking shape.&lt;br /&gt;
Before he knew what hit him the kid was up against the center tent pole with Mac’s hand around his throat tightly. Blue eyes cold as ice were slit to an evil expression. “Kid, you’re new here,” Mac ground out between gritted teeth. “So I’m going to tell you this one time. I ever catch you lookin’ in my shit again, I ever even think you’re fantasizing about that woman, I will rip your dick off and make you eat it. We clear?”&lt;br /&gt;
Ruckus looked absolutely terrified. He squeaked out, “Yeah, man! Sorry! I’m clear!” He could barely breathe for the hand at his throat.&lt;br /&gt;
Mac dropped him to the floor and walked out of the tent, heading for the showers. The last two men who lived in their tent got out of his way, letting him pass before they ducked inside. “What the fuck’s got Mac’s shorts in a twist?” asked Kane.&lt;br /&gt;
Griff gestured at Ruck, who was climbing to his feet next to the center pole. “Dickwad saw Caroline.”&lt;br /&gt;
Tanner groaned. “Aw, man! That means Sarge’s gonna be in a piss mood for the rest of down time.” He looked at Ruck. “Fuck’s sake, kid, can’t you keep your mouth shut?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Pendleton dropped onto his bunk, putting his hands behind his head.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ruckus just gaped at the group. “You guys knew that was gonna happen!” he accused. “Why didn’t you do anything and make him quit? He coulda killed me!”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Griff rolled his eyes. “Yeah. He coulda. He doesn’t have to, though, does he? Cuz you have a big mouth but you’re smart enough never to bring her up again, right?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tanner walked over to the small table in the middle of the tent and Kane pulled out a deck of cards. “Poker, you guys?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ruckus just stared. “We’re just gonna play poker like nothing happened?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Griff pulled bottles of water out of the small fridge on the other side. “Yep,” he said lazily. “We are. You in or out, Pen?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“But….”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Pendleton didn’t get off his bunk yet. “In,” he finally spoke up. “But nothin’, kid,” he drawled. He and Mac had mustered in together and of the rest of the group he knew Mac the best. “Drop it. He’ll cool off. Maybe by the time he’s done in the shower cuz he knows you’re a friggin’ horndog and a bigmouth. Just pretend it didn’t happen, and don’t ever bring it up again.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ruckus just swallowed hard at the men and nodded slowly. “O… okay.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kane asked, “You in, kid?”&lt;br /&gt;
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------&lt;br /&gt;
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The entire battalion was exhausted. Leave time was nonexistent for most of them. If Iraq was a hellhole, Afghanistan was worse. Mac couldn’t remember what civilian life was like. Four years out here and what he missed the most was sweet tea. No matter how well the mess hall did tea, there was nothing quite like sweet tea in Mississippi.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Hey man, get your head out of your ass,” Pendleton quipped. “You can’t have short-timer syndrome yet. It’s three months still.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mac chuckled. “Nah, it’s not that.” They were driving down a rutted road with Griff and Howard in the back seat. “I was actually thinking I can’t fuckin’ remember what ‘normal’ is like. And if I’d be able to go back.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Pen smirked at him from the driver’s seat. “Well, you said you had a couple of those bands from the USO who might be interested in your management skills. Look ‘em up when you get back. You’ll settle in.” His eyes went back to the road. “You could always go somewhere other than Natchez, you know. Hell, head for Nashville or something.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Eh, I don’t know,” Mac demurred. “We’ll have to see how it plays out. Oh , shit, watch it, Pen!”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Pendleton saw the dead dog on the side of the road at the same time Mac did, swerving the wheel hard left to avoid the carcass.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The next thing Mac knew, he was waking up. And he hurt like a son-of-a-bitch. The HumVee was upside down and his ears were ringing like mad. What the hell? Turning his head, he realized he was hanging in his seatbelt upside down. Pendleton wasn’t moving and he couldn’t hear anything from the back seat either. Struggling to get himself loose, Mac dropped to the roof-turned-floor of the vehicle clumsily, his balance off. A quick check assured him that Pen was alive, just unconscious. He squirmed about trying to check the back seat, but there wasn’t room. He crawled backward out his window and tried to wrench the back door open to get at Griff and Howard.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When the back door finally came open, something fell out onto his foot. He stared in dumb shock at the arm from the elbow down that rested there. Goddamn it, he kept telling Griff not to prop his fucking arm on the sill! How many times did he have to tell the man?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mac’s eyes came up and his gut clenched. Shrapnel from the bomb had shredded half of the man’s face off and in spite of the helmet and armor Mac could see from the way his eyes stared blankly at the sky that Griff wouldn’t ever hear his bitching again. He checked in vain for a pulse, but only because it seemed like the last thing he could do for his friend.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Howard, on the far side of the car, started to come around. The sound of gunfire from somewhere in the canyon to the west of them galvanized Mac to action. “Howard,” he barked. “Get up, man. Get on the horn and give the base our coordinates.” He pulled back out of the car and climbed up on top of it to get a better look.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When he climbed back down, Howard was groggily climbing out of the window on his side, hauling the radio gear with him. “Tell ‘em we’re going to be moving .75 kliks southwest – there are some caves there and we’ll hole up til the helo gets here. We’ve got hostiles not more than 2 kliks away from us, they need to hurry. We’ve got one man down and one man unconscious.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Howard fiddled with the radio quickly, sending out their distress call. As soon as an acknowledgement came back, he hauled himself to his feet and pulled the gear onto his back. Without another word between them, the two men pulled their comrades from the vehicle. Because of their heights, Mac was better suited to handling Griff and letting Howard take Pen. They were going to have to move fast to get secure before those tangos got to them. And hauling 180 lbs-plus of dead weight each wasn’t going to make things simple.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Hoo-rah, Howard,” Mac gritted out, hoisting the body of Griff onto his shoulders in a fireman’s carry so that he could keep his M4 slung across his front. “You ready, man?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Ready as it gets,” Howard grunted. “Pen’s coming around.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Indeed the tall Norse-looking soldier was lifting his head to demand, “What the fuck?” in a dazed voice.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Howard hauled him upright, holding one of Pen’s arms around his shoulders and his own arm around the man’s waist. “On your feet, fucker. You’re too heavy to carry all the way. Move it. Tangos incoming.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Pendleton was a good soldier. He fumbled for his machine gun and then let Howard hoist him up. He was limping but it was better than unconscious.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The small squad of men moved as quickly as they could, Howard taking the time to try to cover their tracks. In spite of the fact that Mac was bleeding from shrapnel wounds to his face and arm, it wasn’t as bad as it could have been. In the instant the explosion ripped through the car he’d turned his back and caught most of it on his armor. He was torn up, but he wasn’t dripping blood or anything.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Once all of them were in the cave that Mac had spotted, he and Howard went back out and did what they could to camouflage their hiding place.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“ETA on the helo?” Mac asked quietly as they piled brush.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Checking his watch, Howard grimaced. “We gotta hold out for half an hour, man.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Scrambling back into their cover, leaving Pen leaning back against the cave wall with his concussion – or at least that’s what Mac was assuming it was – the two men took watch. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It was a harrowing half hour. Ragged Afghan militia men were combing the area near the truck, slowly spreading out. And it’s not as if they were able to do a great job covering their tracks. There were still ten minutes remaining to the evac chopper’s arrival when one of the soldiers picked up their trail and gestured excitedly to his friends. They all made straight for the caves.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When the helo arrived, Howard and Mac were shooting at nearly a dozen men out front of their cave. Thank God there were men with mounted weapons that helo. It came around for several passes, the high-powered gunfire from the doors scattering the tangos on the ground. Only then did the helo set down. A six-man team poured out of the doors, covering their escape as Mac carried Griff’s body with him and Howard helped Pendleton to the vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It was a hell of a way to end a tour. Mac had thought that all of his guys were going to make it. He looked out over the desolate landscape as they lifted off, his expression bleak.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Vampire: Natchez By Night ––– The Campaign Timeline</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: /* Pre-Campaign */&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;A Timeline of all our adventures and journal entries and RP entries, in one place for context.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Pre-Campaign==&lt;br /&gt;
*(Unspecified Date) &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Flashbacks: Caroline Thibideaux]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Caroline Thibideaux)&lt;br /&gt;
*(Unspecified Date) &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Zadie: An Evening Introduction]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal Entry: Zadie Calhoun)&lt;br /&gt;
*(Unspecified Date) &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Sandbox is a Hellhole]]&#039;&#039;&#039; --- (Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*15 Aug 2008 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[A Brand New Day]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal Entry: Irina DiSanti)&lt;br /&gt;
*22 Jun 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Where Is Your Head, Irina?]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Ray Walker)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Jun 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Nighttime Ride]]&#039;&#039;&#039;  ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Ray Walker)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Jun 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[EC-01: Ray Walker]]&#039;&#039;&#039;  ––– (Encounter Report: Irina DiSanti on Ray Walker)&lt;br /&gt;
*25 Jun 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Rockin&#039; On The Porch]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Caroline Thibideaux)&lt;br /&gt;
*25 Jun 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[EC-03: Caroline Thibideaux]]&#039;&#039;&#039;  ––– (Encounter Report: Irina DiSanti and Caroline Thibideaux)&lt;br /&gt;
*25 Jun 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Evening Interview]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Marcus Stone)&lt;br /&gt;
*07 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Lunch Date]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Lt. Gerald &amp;quot;Jerry&amp;quot; Grierson)&lt;br /&gt;
*14 Jul 2001 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Blood In The Water]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Caroline Thibideaux, Eliza Beauchamps, Evangiline Beauchamps Maguire, and Felicia DuBarrais)&lt;br /&gt;
*18 Jul 2001* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Somewhere Near Concordia Parish Airport]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Rene Intro)&lt;br /&gt;
*20 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Mounds Of Trouble]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: The Author, Catfish, the Three Elvi, and more!)&lt;br /&gt;
*21 Jul 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Zadie and the Madame]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Zadie Calhoun and Madame d&#039;Pumpmemore)&lt;br /&gt;
*21 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Meeting The Sheriff]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Sheriff Chuck Mayfield)&lt;br /&gt;
*21 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Back In The Harness]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Irina DiSanti)&lt;br /&gt;
*21 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[EC-02: Sheriff Mayfield]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Encounter Report: Irina DiSanti on Sheriff Chuck Mayfield)&lt;br /&gt;
*22 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Seduction of Caroline Thibideaux]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Caroline Thibideaux,Zadie Calhoun,Evangaline Beauchamps Maguire, the Professor and the Pretty Boys)&lt;br /&gt;
*22 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Inamorata]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Caroline Thibideaux and Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*22 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Playing For Keeps]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Taste Of Home]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Jul 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[EC-04: Reynard &amp;quot;Renny&amp;quot; Jacovich]]&#039;&#039;&#039;  ––– (Encounter Report: Irina DiSanti and Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Afternoon in the Sun]]&#039;&#039; -- (Caroline Thibideaux and Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
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==Campaign, July 2011 to - ==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Natchez By Night Game1.0: Welcome To Natchez, Y&#039;all| &#039;&#039;&#039;30 Jul 2011, Game 1.0: Welcome To Natchez, Y&#039;all&#039;&#039;&#039;]] ––– In which we find ourselves in Natchez, Mississippi, and kick things off.&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Miserere]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Irina DiSanti)&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[From The Mind Of A Romance Writer]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Caroline Thibideaux)&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Things are Screwed Up All Over]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Cold Light Of Day]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Caroline Thibideaux)&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Wake Up Call]]&#039;&#039;&#039; –––  (RP: Irina DiSanti and Marcus Stone)&lt;br /&gt;
*01 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Singing For His Supper, Part II]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Renny Janovich and Eliza Beauchamps)&lt;br /&gt;
*02 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Trouble Is Where You Find It And I&#039;ve Been Finding It Everywhere]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*02 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Lion&#039;s Den]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Sherif Chuck Mayfield)&lt;br /&gt;
*02 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Dinner Parties And House Guests]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Francine Continello)&lt;br /&gt;
*Between 31 Jul - 03 Aug, 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Pool Of Piranhas]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Caroline Thibideaux and Evangeline Beauchamps Maguire)&lt;br /&gt;
*Evening of 03 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Steel Magnolias]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Caroline Thibideaux and Zadie Calhoun)&lt;br /&gt;
*04 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Midnight Caller]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP:Irina DiSanti and Midnight Johnson)&lt;br /&gt;
*Evening of 04 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Higher Learnin&#039;]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: The Professor and Zadie Calhoun)&lt;br /&gt;
[[Natchez By Night, Game 2.0: It&#039;s A Crime And A Shame|&#039;&#039;&#039;04 Aug 2011, Game 2.0:  It&#039;s A Crime And A Shame&#039;&#039;&#039;]] - The ghoul hunt wraps up with a couple of surprise twists: Zadie acquires something unusual and dangerous, and Sheriff Midnight&#039;s fate takes an unexpected turn.&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Unwilling Partners]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Zadie Calhoun and Mr Charlie Cord) Concurrent with Game 2.0--Archivist.&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Taking Care Of Business]]&#039;&#039;&#039; --- (RP: Irina DiSanti and Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Perfumes Of Arabia]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Irina DiSanti)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[EC-05: Minefield]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Encounter Report-05: Irina DiSanti and Zadie Calhoun, Charlie Cord)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Things are Screwed Up All Over 2 ]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011 05:50* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Things We Can&#039;t Let Go of Are the Things that Won&#039;t Let Go of Us]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Renny Janovich and the ghost of Jacob Janovich Jr.)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011* - 06 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Thoughts Not To Be Shared]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Francine Continello)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Trying To Retain &#039;Normal&#039;]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Caroline Thibideaux and Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Are You There, God? It&#039;s Me, Caroline...]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Caroline Thibideaux)&lt;br /&gt;
*05 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Testement]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Story: Cotton Johnson)&lt;br /&gt;
[[Natchez By Night, Game 3.0: Three Conspiracies and and Engagement| &#039;&#039;&#039;05 Aug 2011, Game 3.0: Three Conspiracies and and Engagement&#039;&#039;&#039;]] ––– Various Vampires gather ghoulishly to plan the overthrow of Cotton Johnson and develop plans for the Post-Johnson era.  The gang meets the Elvii and a ghoul gets engaged.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Darkest Hours]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP:Caroline Thibideaux and Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Through a Mirror Darkly]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Zadie Calhoun)&lt;br /&gt;
[[Natchez By Night, Game 4.0: The End of King Cotton| &#039;&#039;&#039;06 Aug 2011, Game 4.0: The End of King Cotton&#039;&#039;&#039;]] ––– Plans go awry when the Beauchamps sisters&#039; &#039;&#039;coup d&#039;etat&#039;&#039; takes an unanticipated turn.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Picking Up, Moving On]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Irina DiSanti)&lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Table for Three]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti, Anastasia and Alona Morenko)&lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Lamentations of Renny Part 4: Stake Life]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Renny Janovich) &lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Mopping Up]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Irina DiSanti) &lt;br /&gt;
*06 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Damage Control]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*07 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Surprise You&#039;ll Never Know]]&#039;&#039;&#039; --- (Journal: Francine Continello)&lt;br /&gt;
*07 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Meeting Cecilia]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti and Miz Cecilia Hardin) &lt;br /&gt;
*07 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Sinners and Saviors]]&#039;&#039;&#039;––– (RP: Zadie Calhoun and Charlie Cord)&lt;br /&gt;
*07 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Vamps 101]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti, Renny Jacovich, and Anastasia and Alona Morenko)&lt;br /&gt;
*Somewhere between 07 and 12 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Candy Memories and Taffeta Nightmares]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Zadie Calhoun, Caroline Thibideaux, and Mason McAllistar)&lt;br /&gt;
*09 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Flesh of the Father]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Zadie Calhoun, Gramma Willi, and Charlie Cord]]&lt;br /&gt;
*09 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Best Wishes &amp;amp; Mending Fences]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (RP: Irina DiSanti, Caroline Thibideaux, and Mason McAllistar) &lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;09 Aug 2011, Game 5.0: Shiny Amazing Evening&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– The gang go see the Wizard of Vidalia and the Assamite Scheherazade ... and come away with more than they bargained for.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*10 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Lamentations of Renny, Part Five: Comments from the Trashbag on the Left]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Renny Janovich)&lt;br /&gt;
*10 Aug 2011 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Zadie&#039;s Lament]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Zadie Calhoun)&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;10 Aug 2011, Game 6.0: Sweeping Up The Mess&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– Repurcussions from the deaths of the Wizard and the Assamite fall swiftly. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*10 Aug 2011* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Lamentations of Renny, Part Five: Is it not nice to be nice to the not-so-nice?]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– (Journal: Renny Janovich)&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;13 Aug 2011, Game 7.0: Catfish Hunting&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– Using Irina as bait, we successfully lure Catfish into the open and eliminate him as a threat to the New Prince&#039;s hold over Natchez. Irina leaves afterward for Italy to train with the Society of Leopold and Renny humanely takes care of Cotton&#039;s herd.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;End of First Campaign&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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====Epilogue====&lt;br /&gt;
*16 Mar 2012 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Boston Morning]]&#039;&#039;&#039;  –––  (RP: Renny Janovich and Irina DiSanti)&lt;br /&gt;
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===SUBSEQUENT CAMPAIGNS===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#800000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Logs are provisionally posted, pending GM approval. RPs and Journal Entries will post here.&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
====&#039;&#039;&#039;2014: Return to Natchez&#039;&#039;&#039;====&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&#039;&#039;&#039;*&#039;&#039;&#039; = Denotes evening of the date given.&lt;br /&gt;
*22 Sep 2014*&#039; - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[As Vampires Go, They Went]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Renny and Irina)&lt;br /&gt;
*22 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Beets and Beats]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Renny, Irina, and Alona)&lt;br /&gt;
*23 Sep 2014 - &#039;&#039;&#039;TBD&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Caroline and Mason)&lt;br /&gt;
*23 Sep 2014 - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Exit Strategies]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Irina and Caroline)&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;25 Sep 2014&#039;&#039;&#039;  –––  &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Return to Natchez, Game 01: Return to Pro Forma]]&#039;&#039;&#039; ––– Irina DiSanti&#039;s return kicks off an unexpected chain of events. Caroline Thibideaux seizes her chance to win her family free of Evangeline, two vampire acquaintances of Renny&#039;s show up on their way to NYC, and a Prince of the City dies. A new position in the Natchez Masquerade is created and the Oxford Tremere cook up a plan involving gargoyles and reanimated cadavers. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[No Empty Promise, Nor Road Lightly Taken]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Renny, Irina, and Flame)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Knight and Rook]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Irina and Cord)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Misguided Meditation]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Renny, Alona, and Irina)&lt;br /&gt;
*24 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Kill or be Killed; Eat or be Eaten]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Caroline and Cord)&lt;br /&gt;
*25 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Strange Fruit]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Renny, Alona, and Irina)&lt;br /&gt;
*25 Sep 2014* - &#039;&#039;&#039;[[The Stink of Prey]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - (RP: Cord)&lt;br /&gt;
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Return to [[Vampire: Natchez By Night#Adventure Log|&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Adventure Log&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Return to [[Vampire: Natchez By Night|&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Natchez By Night&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Delilah_Crew_Relationship_Map&amp;diff=272679</id>
		<title>Delilah Crew Relationship Map</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Delilah_Crew_Relationship_Map&amp;diff=272679"/>
		<updated>2014-11-06T18:03:39Z</updated>

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|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; height=120px width=&amp;quot;17%&amp;quot;|&#039;&#039;&#039;Crew Member&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:Levitt-quick.jpg|100px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Valentine Quick]]&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:Ross-McAlister.jpg|75px|]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Rachel McAlister]]&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:Giamatti.jpg|85px|]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Tony Malloy| Tony &amp;quot;Poco&amp;quot; Malloy]]&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:Tian.jpeg|75px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Grace Tian]]&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:VictoriaT.jpg|75px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[[Viktoria Tikhonova]] &lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
! [[Image:Levitt-quick.jpg|100px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Valentine Quick]]&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
||Val doesn&#039;t understand Rachel&#039;s motivations or how she thinks at all.&lt;br /&gt;
||Val doesn&#039;t trust Poco not to throw them all under the bus if it benefits him.&lt;br /&gt;
||Val towards Tian.&lt;br /&gt;
||Val considers Vikki his safe space, where he doesn&#039;t have to worry about drama and mistrust.&lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
![[Image:Ross-McAlister.jpg|75px|]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Rachel McAlister]]&lt;br /&gt;
||Rachel towards Val&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
||Rachel towards Poco&lt;br /&gt;
||Rachel towards Tian &lt;br /&gt;
||Rachel towards Vikki&lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
![[Image:Giamatti.jpg|85px|]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Tony Malloy| Tony &amp;quot;Poco&amp;quot; Malloy]] &lt;br /&gt;
||Poco towards Val&lt;br /&gt;
||Poco towards Rachel&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
||Poco towards Tian&lt;br /&gt;
||Poco towards Vikki&lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
![[Image:Tian.jpeg|75px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Grace Tian]]&lt;br /&gt;
||Val is growing into his role as captain -- he already has people skills. What he really needs, in her opinion, is to simply earn the respect of his team -- he&#039;s a lieutenant who just got put in command of an old master sergeant (*cough*Rachel*cough*). He has the right mind-set, though. And he&#039;s a good man. He may claim not to be a do-gooder, but his actions belie the words.&lt;br /&gt;
||Rachel is a great pilot. She&#039;s also willing to do ANYTHING for family, and although Tian respects the hell out of that... she also has doubts. Innocents were killed for one man. She struggles with Rachel&#039;s choice and the aftermath.&lt;br /&gt;
||Tian has complicated feelings about Poco. She thinks he&#039;s clearly learned to look out for Number 1 at all costs. He doesn&#039;t let people close easily, but he has a strong sense of justice and he has been willing to stick his neck out in the past. She just hasn&#039;t quite figured out the criteria by which he decides when and how to do that. &lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
||Vikki seems to bring out the best and worst in Tian&#039;s instincts. She has a lot of book learning on her and no practical experience in life, so Tian feels very protective and wants to look out for the girl. But she seems to be of the mind that everything in the Verse is a spy adventure, often allowing speculation to run rampant in her head and jumping to conclusions or taking action based on her assumptions. It&#039;s not helping that ... well, Tian&#039;s LIFE is a gorram conspiracy at the moment. It drives Tian UP THE WALL. Having Vikki under her wing reminds her a little bit of her son&#039;s teenaged years, when everything was a grand adventure and he was totally invincible, so damn the torpedos and full speed ahead. &lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
![[Image:VictoriaT.jpg|75px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[[Viktoria Tikhonova]] &lt;br /&gt;
||Vikki is rather crushed out on the Captain (for the time being). She knows he was given a raw deal and admires how he&#039;s managed it, seeing him as rather noble in assuming responsibility for &#039;&#039;Delilah&#039;&#039; and the crew. She knows he&#039;s got his faults but is willing to give him the benefit of the doubt. In her more realistic moments, she knows the crush can&#039;t lead to anything but trouble and so far, she&#039;s been able to keep it from causing trouble.&lt;br /&gt;
||Vikki sees Rachel as the widely traveled eccentric Aunt and wise Grandmother, full of funny stories and due the respect of an elder. She privately worries that Rachel might try taking on more duties than she can handle in her winter years, working too hard when she should be taking it easy ... but knows well enough never to mention &amp;quot;retirement&amp;quot;: that&#039;s a fast track to landing in the da fen and Vikki would like to remain in Rachel&#039;s good graces.&lt;br /&gt;
||Vikki likes Poco as her goofy Gēgē who&#039;s had scrapes with the law. She doesn&#039;t consider him a danger to her personally but she does wish he were less of a danger to himself. Of his ability with machines and engines, she admires him and would like to learn from him if possible. His most recent stunt with the guns has put her in a tough position: she knows his heart was in the right place, even if he was motivated by money ... but she doesn&#039;t want to seem to take his side against the Captain and the chain of command. &lt;br /&gt;
||Vikki admires Tian and considers her like the Jiějiě she&#039;s never had. That doesn&#039;t keep her from mothering the older woman on occasion. Vikki has taken it on herself to make sure Tian eats and sleeps properly and also tries to keep the conspiracy theories/paranoia from influencing Tian unduly.&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Firefly-RPG]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Dark_Night_of_the_Soul&amp;diff=272678</id>
		<title>Dark Night of the Soul</title>
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		<updated>2014-11-06T17:55:18Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: &lt;/p&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#800000&amp;quot;&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;The time frame of this one is VERY early in the 3-week hiatus on the ground.--Terri&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;Curled with her back against his front, his muscular arms wrapped around her, she watched his hand stroke the protruding mound of her belly. The baby rolled within her, making her grunt when a foot crammed itself beneath her ribs into a lung. But it also made her chuckle breathlessly. “Think he’s grumping about the exercise?” she teased.&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;“Nope,” the man replied in a lazy tone while his warm palm followed the roll of the baby’s behind across the top of her belly. “He’s just stretchin’ out the kinks, complaining that he hasn’t got enough room in there.”&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;She looked over her shoulder to smile at him, returning the soft kiss. Resting her temple against his forehead, she whispered, “Be careful out there, Danny.” The war was heating up and every day it seemed the reports were getting bloodier.&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;He kissed her temple, holding her tightly against his body. “Love you, baby,” he whispered.&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;She rolled to face him, lifting her face for his kiss. And even as she slipped her tongue between his lips, she plunged the knife between his ribs into his heart and reveled in the hot rush of blood …&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Bolting upright in the bed, Tian barely managed to stifle the scream. She was clammy and wet, caught in the dream while she fought the covers to scramble out of the bed, her heart beating desperately. Unable to catch her breath, she slammed on the light to stare frantically into all corners of her bed. No blood. No blood anywhere.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Trembling, she sank to the floor on her heels, wrapping her arms around her legs. She rocked there, stifling the keening whimpers against her knees. Her dreams lately were brutal. Every dream was full of images of blood and pain. And during each of them she was the cause of it, bathing in the intense feeling of power.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;The screams from the hallway were music to her ears, but it was the horrific sounds that came from the man in front of her that made her heart pump faster. Looking up to the man hanging from the wall, a feral smile curled her lips.&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;Chris Christian’s wrists were manacled high above, his head lolling down to his chest. The scalpel in her hand was slick with his blood, her hand covered with the substance. She reached out once more, sliding the blade across his abdomen. She watched with a visceral pleasure as his intestines spilled out in a long trail of slimy snakes.&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;He screamed. The sound was agonized, and she stepped close to him, ignoring the fact that she was crushing his entrails beneath her boots. Putting her nose close to the base of his throat, she whispered, “Did you really think that I’d let you hurt him?”&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;The scalpel played along his side while she slid her free hand inside his body. She could tell by feel alone that she was caressing a kidney. Clenching her fist around it, the man she was tormenting gagged a breath out and she murmured, “I’m looking forward to finding out what your heart tastes like.”&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She’d woken from that one last night to find herself standing in her bathroom, a scalpel laying on the counter and a shallow cut up her arm. She had no idea how she’d gotten there. What the gorram hell was happening to her?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;“I come at it from a different angle… what horrors would have had to be suffered to turn the man into a monster?”&#039;&#039; Shepherd Faria’s words passed through her mind and Tian sucked in a shaky breath. Had whatever she’d done or seen on the Reaver ship changed her so fundamentally that she would actually hurt someone? Or revel in the dreams of holding their life in her hands? It was what she did as a surgeon...&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She could almost understand the dream about Christian. He was a threat to her son. And there was nothing more dangerous than a mother whose child was threatened. But the dreams were getting worse. Now she was dreaming about hurting people she loved.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Pushing herself slowly out of her fetal curl, Tian shakily got to her feet and went to splash her face in the sink. The light over the basin cast her features in stark relief and she looked at her own reflection. Objectively speaking, she looked like hell.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She walked back into her bedroom, drawn to the desk where she’d left a Wave to Han Zhang half finished. Seating herself there, she finished the missive and mailed it before going back to her bunk. It was barely 3am and although she doubted she’d sleep again, she at least needed the rest.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Zhang,&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I’ve been thinking back to our dinner on the beach. I wish we’d had a little more time to spend together. The past weeks have not been easy, and I find that I want to ask you questions that are beyond inappropriate. Especially for a Wave. I have always felt comfortable in your presence and I really could use a friend with a common frame of reference right now. None of those I know here have ever served, and few have faced the darkness that can come of choices made in war. It’s pretty dark in my head these days, and the time that I spent with you has been a bright point. I hope that things are going well on Kerry and that you’ll forgive me for presuming on our relationship by sharing the thoughts.&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Of all the things I’ve seen in the Verse—from battlefields during the wars to pandemics, I’m not sure anything has affected me quite as powerfully as a firsthand run-in with Reavers. I dream a lot right now, some about what happened and some… about what might have happened. They are powerful nightmares. Thoughts of our dinner lighten the darkness and I am occasionally forced even to laugh. Did you know that a mutual acquaintance referred to me as your ‘woman’ when I spoke with her? It took me by surprise, and I have to admit to being quite flattered. It also occurs to me to ask, did I meet your daughter? Her name struck me later and I didn’t think to ask in my last note.&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;--Tian&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Dark_Night_of_the_Soul&amp;diff=272677</id>
		<title>Dark Night of the Soul</title>
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		<updated>2014-11-06T17:54:30Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: &lt;/p&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#800000&amp;quot;&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;The time frame of this one is VERY early in the 3-week hiatus on the ground.--Terri&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Curled with her back against his front, his muscular arms wrapped around her, she watched his hand stroke the protruding mound of her belly. The baby rolled within her, making her grunt when a foot crammed itself beneath her ribs into a lung. But it also made her chuckle breathlessly. “Think he’s grumping about the exercise?” she teased.&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;“Nope,” the man replied in a lazy tone while his warm palm followed the roll of the baby’s behind across the top of her belly. “He’s just stretchin’ out the kinks, complaining that he hasn’t got enough room in there.”&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;She looked over her shoulder to smile at him, returning the soft kiss. Resting her temple against his forehead, she whispered, “Be careful out there, Danny.” The war was heating up and every day it seemed the reports were getting bloodier.&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;He kissed her temple, holding her tightly against his body. “Love you, baby,” he whispered.&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;She rolled to face him, lifting her face for his kiss. And even as she slipped her tongue between his lips, she plunged the knife between his ribs into his heart and reveled in the hot rush of blood …&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Bolting upright in the bed, Tian barely managed to stifle the scream. She was clammy and wet, caught in the dream while she fought the covers to scramble out of the bed, her heart beating desperately. Unable to catch her breath, she slammed on the light to stare frantically into all corners of her bed. No blood. No blood anywhere.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Trembling, she sank to the floor on her heels, wrapping her arms around her legs. She rocked there, stifling the keening whimpers against her knees. Her dreams lately were brutal. Every dream was full of images of blood and pain. And during each of them she was the cause of it, bathing in the intense feeling of power.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The screams from the hallway were music to her ears, but it was the horrific sounds that came from the man in front of her that made her heart pump faster. Looking up to the man hanging from the wall, a feral smile curled her lips.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Chris Christian’s wrists were manacled high above, his head lolling down to his chest. The scalpel in her hand was slick with his blood, her hand covered with the substance. She reached out once more, sliding the blade across his abdomen. She watched with a visceral pleasure as his intestines spilled out in a long trail of slimy snakes.&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;He screamed. The sound was agonized, and she stepped close to him, ignoring the fact that she was crushing his entrails beneath her boots. Putting her nose close to the base of his throat, she whispered, “Did you really think that I’d let you hurt him?”&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;The scalpel played along his side while she slid her free hand inside his body. She could tell by feel alone that she was caressing a kidney. Clenching her fist around it, the man she was tormenting gagged a breath out and she murmured, “I’m looking forward to finding out what your heart tastes like.”&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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She’d woken from that one last night to find herself standing in her bathroom, a scalpel laying on the counter and a shallow cut up her arm. She had no idea how she’d gotten there. What the gorram hell was happening to her?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;“I come at it from a different angle… what horrors would have had to be suffered to turn the man into a monster?”&#039;&#039; Shepherd Faria’s words passed through her mind and Tian sucked in a shaky breath. Had whatever she’d done or seen on the Reaver ship changed her so fundamentally that she would actually hurt someone? Or revel in the dreams of holding their life in her hands? It was what she did as a surgeon...&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She could almost understand the dream about Christian. He was a threat to her son. And there was nothing more dangerous than a mother whose child was threatened. But the dreams were getting worse. Now she was dreaming about hurting people she loved.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Pushing herself slowly out of her fetal curl, Tian shakily got to her feet and went to splash her face in the sink. The light over the basin cast her features in stark relief and she looked at her own reflection. Objectively speaking, she looked like hell.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She walked back into her bedroom, drawn to the desk where she’d left a Wave to Han Zhang half finished. Seating herself there, she finished the missive and mailed it before going back to her bunk. It was barely 3am and although she doubted she’d sleep again, she at least needed the rest.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Zhang,&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;I’ve been thinking back to our dinner on the beach. I wish we’d had a little more time to spend together. The past weeks have not been easy, and I find that I want to ask you questions that are beyond inappropriate. Especially for a Wave. I have always felt comfortable in your presence and I really could use a friend with a common frame of reference right now. None of those I know here have ever served, and few have faced the darkness that can come of choices made in war. It’s pretty dark in my head these days, and the time that I spent with you has been a bright point. I hope that things are going well on Kerry and that you’ll forgive me for presuming on our relationship by sharing the thoughts.&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Of all the things I’ve seen in the Verse—from battlefields during the wars to pandemics, I’m not sure anything has affected me quite as powerfully as a firsthand run-in with Reavers. I dream a lot right now, some about what happened and some… about what might have happened. They are powerful nightmares. Thoughts of our dinner lighten the darkness and I am occasionally forced even to laugh. Did you know that a mutual acquaintance referred to me as your ‘woman’ when I spoke with her? It took me by surprise, and I have to admit to being quite flattered. It also occurs to me to ask, did I meet your daughter? Her name struck me later and I didn’t think to ask in my last note.&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;--Tian&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Grace_Tian&amp;diff=271508</id>
		<title>Grace Tian</title>
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		<updated>2014-10-08T23:31:46Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: &lt;/p&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Background&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Raised in an upper-middle-class family on Ariel, Tian -- one of four children -- was a cheerful child and a bright student. She showed talent early on for maths and sciences, a situation that her teachers noted and nurtured. By the time secondary school came around, Tian was excelling in her courses and received a scholarship to university as well as another to medical school from the Alliance Navy, both of which she deferred in favor of enlisting when the first UWar began. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Image:DavidSpencer.jpg|100px|thumbnail|left|David Spencer]] Tian joined the Alliance navy and trained as a combat medic. It was a job she loved; there was adventure and adrenaline, and she was serving. The war took her out to Highgate, and there she met Danny Spencer after a convoy she was traveling with was ambushed. Battlefield romances being what they are, it was something of a whirlwind courtship. They were married quickly and Tian was pregnant even faster after that (rather unexpectedly, thankyousomuch!) She was sent Coreward as soon as that happened and Danny stayed on the front lines. She took the opportunity to go ahead and get her university degree and begin medical school. Danny returned whenever he could get leave, but it was difficult. Then he was killed near the end of the war, having only seen his son once, leaving Tian to raise David by herself.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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She chose at that time to remain in the navy, helping soldiers recover from injuries and go home to their own loved ones as a way to both honor and grieve for her husband. She continued in what amounted to a reasonably &#039;normal&#039; life, raising her son, and watching with pride as he took his own oath and joined the navy. When the second U-War began, Tian was assigned to Vandenburg&#039;s hospital, placed on the short list for Captain, and groomed to take over the running of the base&#039;s hospital.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
All that changed when the Independents took Boros. Tian evacuated all the patients and staff who could get out when the call came but she volunteered herself to stay and take care of those who couldn&#039;t be moved. Several of her staff also remained. They were held at Vandenburg for nearly three months, treated well enough in that time, and for Tian it changed the way she saw certain things. She struggled with her feelings about the planetary bombardment of a civilian population, the soldier and the doctor within her at war over the how and why of those actions, the rightness of them. After being traded back to the Alliance in a prisoner trade, she found herself unable to reconcile what happened in her own head. In addition to facing possible actions from the military (she should have tried to escape, etc.) she was also facing a medical review board (which cleared her of all actions on that front) and a bit of a crisis of faith. After seeing posters for the Interplanetary Restoration Program, Tian finally came to the decision that she could be more help out there than she really could in White Sun and chose to put in her retirement papers.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Physical Appearance&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:Tian.jpeg|150px|left]] &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She is a petite woman, perhaps all of 5&#039;2 in her stocking feet though that&#039;s hard to tell because always wears sturdy shoes with at least a two-inch heel. She carries herself with the subtle kind of authority and calm demeanor that comes of a lifetime of military and hospital service, deep brown eyes alert and aware of the area around her without seeming overly anxious about it. She has dark brown hair streaked with subtle shades of blonde and red that she wears in a short style that would be severe if it weren&#039;t for the wisps that play around her face and seems to be a quiet woman with a ready smile and a sparkle to her brown eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Psychological Profile&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
Tian is a compassionate woman who knows how to temper her empathy with pragmatism. She is a consummate professional when it comes to her medical skills, but beneath that cool exterior she is a generally happy person who enjoys life. It has always been clear too that her son comes first. She is a loving albeit somewhat strict parent, and she is proud of her son for choosing to follow in his father&#039;s footsteps. Having lost her husband in the first U-War, Tian could have become bitter and left military service but instead she was driven to keep other families from suffering the kind of loss that she and her son faced and continued on in the Alliance Navy, taking care of every soldier who came under her care not just with professional courtesy but genuine kindness.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Notes from the files of psychologist Cmdr. Ian Rothschild:&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Report Entered into Alliance Navy Medical Service Records&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Patient: Lt. Cmdr Grace Tian, MD&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After a full six-week required course of treatment, I find the following:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
1) Dr. Grace is suffering mild anxiety and post-traumatic stress that I would expect to see in any of our soldiers returning from battle. She is coping with nightmares of the navy&#039;s retreat from Vandenburg and also reports flashback bad dreams of her husband&#039;s death in the U-War but is dealing with them in a healthy manner consistent with her personality. Her time in captivity with the enemy was, by her own accounts and those of personnel who were with her at the time, respectful and polite. She has no unmanageable trauma from her time as a POW.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
2) Although she is reluctant to speak on the matter, Dr. Grace has begun to show signs of questioning the decisions made by superiors. Her demeanor remains at all times professional when speaking of her ordeal, but there are times when she speaks of patients she treated or particular situations on the ground wherein there is a shift in tone, a dilation of the eyes. She is forthright on the matter of her own decisions -- she remained at Vandenburg to continue to care for Alliance personnel who could not be evacuated and takes pride in that choice.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
At this time, Dr. Grace is being released from care and cleared to resume her usual duties. It is my recommendation, however, that she be observed at regular intervals and any actions that deviate from the norm followed up. It is difficult to determine whether she has been compromised by her time as a POW or if she is merely reacting with empathy to the injuries and deaths she has witnessed. Because her job does not bring her into contact with classified materials, I do not believe full surveillance is required but there is an undercurrent to her responses that bears watching.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;RPs &amp;amp; Journal Entries&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Pre-Game&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
First UWar&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Crossroads]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Second UWar&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Lowering of the Colors]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Sound Retreat]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Salute the Colors]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Folding the Flag]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Firefly-RPG|Return to Firefly-RPG]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Return to [[Delilah_Crew|the Crew]] Page&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Grace_Tian&amp;diff=271505</id>
		<title>Grace Tian</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Grace_Tian&amp;diff=271505"/>
		<updated>2014-10-08T21:35:23Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: &lt;/p&gt;
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}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Background&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Raised in an upper-middle-class family on Ariel, Tian -- one of four children -- was a cheerful child and a bright student. She showed talent early on for maths and sciences, a situation that her teachers noted and nurtured. By the time secondary school came around, Tian was excelling in her courses and received a scholarship to university as well as another to medical school from the Alliance Navy, both of which she deferred in favor of enlisting when the first UWar began. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:DavidSpencer.jpg|100px|thumbnail|left|David Spencer]] Tian joined the Alliance navy and trained as a combat medic. It was a job she loved; there was adventure and adrenaline, and she was serving. The war took her out to Highgate, and there she met Danny Spencer after a convoy she was traveling with was ambushed. Battlefield romances being what they are, it was something of a whirlwind courtship. They were married quickly and Tian was pregnant even faster after that (rather unexpectedly, thankyousomuch!) She was sent Coreward as soon as that happened and Danny stayed on the front lines. She took the opportunity to go ahead and get her university degree and begin medical school. Danny returned whenever he could get leave, but it was difficult. Then he was killed near the end of the war, having only seen his son once, leaving Tian to raise David by herself.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She chose at that time to remain in the navy, helping soldiers recover from injuries and go home to their own loved ones as a way to both honor and grieve for her husband. She continued in what amounted to a reasonably &#039;normal&#039; life, raising her son, and watching with pride as he took his own oath and joined the navy. When the second U-War began, Tian was assigned to Vandenburg&#039;s hospital, placed on the short list for Captain, and groomed to take over the running of the base&#039;s hospital.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
All that changed when the Independents took Boros. Tian evacuated all the patients and staff who could get out when the call came but she volunteered herself to stay and take care of those who couldn&#039;t be moved. Several of her staff also remained. They were held at Vandenburg for nearly three months, treated well enough in that time, and for Tian it changed the way she saw certain things. She struggled with her feelings about the planetary bombardment of a civilian population, the soldier and the doctor within her at war over the how and why of those actions, the rightness of them. After being traded back to the Alliance in a prisoner trade, she found herself unable to reconcile what happened in her own head. In addition to facing possible actions from the military (she should have tried to escape, etc.) she was also facing a medical review board (which cleared her of all actions on that front) and a bit of a crisis of faith. After seeing posters for the Interplanetary Restoration Program, Tian finally came to the decision that she could be more help out there than she really could in White Sun and chose to put in her retirement papers.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Physical Appearance&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:Tian.jpeg|150px|left]] &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She is a petite woman, perhaps all of 5&#039;2 in her stocking feet though that&#039;s hard to tell because always wears sturdy shoes with at least a two-inch heel. She carries herself with the subtle kind of authority and calm demeanor that comes of a lifetime of military and hospital service, deep brown eyes alert and aware of the area around her without seeming overly anxious about it. She has dark brown hair streaked with subtle shades of blonde and red that she wears in a short style that would be severe if it weren&#039;t for the wisps that play around her face and seems to be a quiet woman with a ready smile and a sparkle to her brown eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Psychological Profile&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
Tian is a compassionate woman who knows how to temper her empathy with pragmatism. She is a consummate professional when it comes to her medical skills, but beneath that cool exterior she is a generally happy person who enjoys life. It has always been clear too that her son comes first. She is a loving albeit somewhat strict parent, and she is proud of her son for choosing to follow in his father&#039;s footsteps. Having lost her husband in the first U-War, Tian could have become bitter and left military service but instead she was driven to keep other families from suffering the kind of loss that she and her son faced and continued on in the Alliance Navy, taking care of every soldier who came under her care not just with professional courtesy but genuine kindness.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Notes from the files of psychologist Cmdr. Ian Rothschild:&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Report Entered into Alliance Navy Medical Service Records&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Patient: Lt. Cmdr Grace Tian, MD&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After a full six-week required course of treatment, I find the following:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
1) Dr. Grace is suffering mild anxiety and post-traumatic stress that I would expect to see in any of our soldiers returning from battle. She is coping with nightmares of the navy&#039;s retreat from Vandenburg and also reports flashback bad dreams of her husband&#039;s death in the U-War but is dealing with them in a healthy manner consistent with her personality. Her time in captivity with the enemy was, by her own accounts and those of personnel who were with her at the time, respectful and polite. She has no unmanageable trauma from her time as a POW.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
2) Although she is reluctant to speak on the matter, Dr. Grace has begun to show signs of questioning the decisions made by superiors. Her demeanor remains at all times professional when speaking of her ordeal, but there are times when she speaks of patients she treated or particular situations on the ground wherein there is a shift in tone, a dilation of the eyes. She is forthright on the matter of her own decisions -- she remained at Vandenburg to continue to care for Alliance personnel who could not be evacuated and takes pride in that choice.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
At this time, Dr. Grace is being released from care and cleared to resume her usual duties. It is my recommendation, however, that she be observed at regular intervals and any actions that deviate from the norm followed up. It is difficult to determine whether she has been compromised by her time as a POW or if she is merely reacting with empathy to the injuries and deaths she has witnessed. Because her job does not bring her into contact with classified materials, I do not believe full surveillance is required but there is an undercurrent to her responses that bears watching.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;RPs &amp;amp; Journal Entries&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Pre-Game&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
First UWar&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Crossroads]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Second UWar&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Lowering of the Colors]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Sound Retreat]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Salute the Colors]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Folding the Flag]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Firefly-RPG|Return to Firefly-RPG]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Return to [[Delilah_Crew|the Crew]] Page&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Firefly_Distinctions&amp;diff=271504</id>
		<title>Firefly Distinctions</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Firefly_Distinctions&amp;diff=271504"/>
		<updated>2014-10-08T21:33:13Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: /* Fallen From Grace */&lt;/p&gt;
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= Casino Floor Manager =&lt;br /&gt;
Val has years of experience managing chaos, spotting potential cheaters or other trouble makers in a crowd, and heading off trouble before it happens. He is also a student of the human condition as people from all walks come before him in times of crisis. He is familiar with both legitimate and less lawful industries as both are essential to the trade. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Highlighted Skills: Influence, Notice, Treat &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Triggers:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
#Get a plot point when you use a D4 instead of a D8. &lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;Eye for Trouble&#039;&#039;: When you observe a crowd, step up or double Notice to catch someone up to no good. Spend 1 PP to do both.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;Eye of the Storm&#039;&#039;: In a chaotic situation, Step Up or Double your Focus Die. Spend a PP to do both. &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
= Dysfunctional Family Ties =&lt;br /&gt;
How can family be so important to a man abandoned by his father, and responsible for his adult mother? He must cope with his issues of loss, his fantasies of his absent father, the long history of his father&#039;s travels as well as his resentful and gambling addicted mother. Still, his father&#039;s name opens up opportunities, and his mother&#039;s needs inspires a strong will. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Highlighted Skills: Focus, Labor, Survive&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Triggers:&lt;br /&gt;
# Get a plot point when you use a D4 instead of a D8&lt;br /&gt;
# &#039;&#039;Quick&#039;s Debt&#039;&#039;: Give yourself a plot point when you take on a complication as a result of your family&#039;s past actions.&lt;br /&gt;
# &#039;&#039;Quick&#039;s Favors&#039;&#039;:  When you create an Asset by calling on an old friend or associate of your family, step it up. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
= Cool Under Pressure =&lt;br /&gt;
The Casino Floor appears to most people like a cacophonous maelstrom. To you, it is a complex, but predictable machine. It must be to make a profit. Your senses are honed to spot the unusual, and filter out the noise.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Highlighted Skills: Focus, notice, shoot  &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Triggers:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
#Gain 1 Plot Point when you roll a d4 instead of a d8. &lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;Got It in One&#039;&#039;: Spend 1 PP to roll your Focus and add it to your total.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;Sea of Calm&#039;&#039;: Spend 1 PP to use a Complication as an Asset for one Action; step up the Complication afterward.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
= Veteran Doctor =&lt;br /&gt;
War is hell they say. And doctors are the angels of mercy. Working in military hospitals, among servicemen of both side, and around the distractions of war has give you both specialized knowledge, and the resources to deal with the unexpected. However flashbacks and the call duty sometimes interfere with daily life. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Highlighted Skills: Shoot, Knowledge, Treat&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Triggers:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
#Get a Plot Point when you use a D4 instead of a D8&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;Buying Time&#039;&#039;: Spend a Plot Point on a person who is Taken Out by Wounds to step it back to a d10 complication for the duration of the scene, however double that complication when later treatment is administered.  &lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;Less than Ideal Circumstances&#039;&#039;: Step back any complications to a Treat roll based on distractions, lack of equipment, hygiene, or similar problems. &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
= Fallen From Grace =&lt;br /&gt;
Those who color outside the lines are often made scapegoats, and this has fallen on you. Due to your controversial actions at Vandenburg and following your conscience, life has become more difficult for you among the Alliance. However, this has made you something of a minor celebrity among those in the know with more Independent minds. You know you are being watched and have developed your alertness (sometimes to the point of paranoia) as a result.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Highlighted Skills: Focus, Influence, Notice&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Triggers:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
# Get a Plot Point when you use a D4 instead of a D8&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;Do I Know You?&#039;&#039;: Your actions during the war saved many people&#039;s lives at Vandenburg. Spend 1 PP to gain a d6 Morale Boost Asset from an unexpected supporter.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;Court of Public Opinion&#039;&#039;: While not convicted of any crime, you are watched and reviled by the media. Get a Plot Point when you get a complication arising from Fed personnel&#039;s or aligned people&#039;s belief in the accusations of treason against the Alliance. &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
= Seeking Atonement =&lt;br /&gt;
You are plagued by doubts resulting from your role in the war. You became a doctor to help humanity. You became a soldier to unite a people. Both of those seemed to have failed. Now you seek to make up for things you had little control over. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Highlighted Skills: Focus, Influence, Treat&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Triggers:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
#Get a Plot Point when you use a D4 instead of a D8&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;Nightmares&#039;&#039;: Start every Episode with an Exhausted d6 Complication. Step it up to reroll the dice on an Action. Once it exceeds d12, you are out until given medical treatment.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;Blood, Toil, Tears and Sweat&#039;&#039;: Spend 1 PP to add your labor to your next roll in addition to any other Skill you are using.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
= Maker =&lt;br /&gt;
You make things. You&#039;re an inventor who sees solutions to every problem. Sometimes you solutions are more problematic than the problem, but you can&#039;t help yourself. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Highlighted Skills: Craft, Fix, Operate&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Triggers:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
#Get a Plot Point when you roll a D4 instead of a D8&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;Genius Inventor&#039;&#039;: Spend 1 PP to create a d8 Asset when you fiddle with existing equipment for that scene. &lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;Miracle Worker&#039;&#039;: If you replace your Fix Skill with a d4 for your next roll, gain a Big Damn Hero Die equal to that Skill’s normal die rating if your roll is successful.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
= Highly Educated =&lt;br /&gt;
You went to a fine Core University and had the luxury to take classes in a variety of subjects in addition to your major. It wasn&#039;t easy, but you excelled and were near the top of your class. On occasion that knowledge is actually useful.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Highlighted Skills: Focus, Know, Operate &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Triggers:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
#Get a Plot Point when you use a D4 instead of a D8&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;Trivial Pursuits&#039;&#039;: When you spend a plot point to create an Asset related to some class you took, step it up. &lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;Burning the Midnight Oil&#039;&#039;: Step back any and all complications related to exhaustion, distraction or emotions when working on any Mental Roll. &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
= Naïve Idealist =&lt;br /&gt;
If your heart is pure, and you do your best you will, eventually, succeed. So has been your experience. Minor setbacks don&#039;t bother you, and your optimism can be infectious. It can also sometimes get you into trouble.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Highlighted Skills: Focus, Influence, Treat&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Triggers:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
#Get a Plot Point when you roll a D4 instead of a D8&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;If at first you don&#039;t succeed...&#039;&#039;: Spend a Plot Point to reroll when you fail to raise the stakes, take on a complication &#039;&#039;frustrated&#039;&#039; equal to the highest die you faced. &lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;Lighthearted:&#039;&#039; Spend 1 PP to make light of a situation and step back a Crewmember’s Complication on account of your positive outlook.&lt;br /&gt;
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= Experienced Pilot =&lt;br /&gt;
A person can learn to fly in an matter of months. But it takes years to become a pro. You&#039;ve been flying for decades. You know how to fly pretty much anything. You know the back routes, the best ports in a storm, and how to avoid dangers be they pirates, reavers or Feds. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Highlighted Skills: Fly, Focus, Operate&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Triggers:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
#Get a Plot Point when you use a D4 instead of a D8.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;Honed Behind the Wheel:&#039;&#039; Spend 1 PP to step up or double your ship’s engines Attribute for your next roll. &lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;Watch This&#039;&#039;: Create or Step Up a D8 complication on another ship either in pursuit or evading you. Create a complication D6 complication for yourself. &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
= Seen it All =&lt;br /&gt;
You&#039;ve been around the &#039;Verse more than once. It takes a lot to catch you off guard, and you&#039;ve got the scars to prove it. Still age has a way of catching up with you, sometimes the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Highlighted Skills: Fly, Focus, Know&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Triggers:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
#Get a Plot Point when you roll a D4 instead of a D8&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;You old rascal&#039;&#039;:Step up an Asset to D8 in the form of an acquaintance, friend, or lover from your past.  &lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;I&#039;m too old for this.&amp;quot; Gain 1 PP when you step back your physical or mental die for a scene as an old injury acts up or your memory clouds up.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
= Still Flyin =&lt;br /&gt;
Life on the edge of space can be hard. But you are a survivor. You&#039;ve developed a sense of pragmatism that keeps you sane despite all the craziness you deal with. Of course, sometimes your grit might make you accept risks you ought not.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Highlighted Skills: Focus, Influence, Survive&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Triggers:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
#Get a Plot Point when you roll a D4 instead of a D8&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;I&#039;ve had worse&#039;&#039;: Spend a Plot Point to turn a Complication into an Asset for one Action; Step Up the complication afterward.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;Coping Mechanism&#039;&#039;: If you have a Complication at a d10 or higher, you may add your Focus to any roll made to avoid being Taken Out.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
= Career Criminal =&lt;br /&gt;
Poco started his life in crime about the same time he started life. When all you know is crime, it comes easy, well as easy that may be .&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Highlighted Skills: Influence, Shoot, Trick&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Triggers:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
#Get a Plot Point when you roll a D4 instead of a D8&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;Friends in Low Places&#039;&#039;: When you create an Asset based on a seedy contact or underworld connection, step it up.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;Hard habit to break&#039;&#039;: When you make a deal &#039;outside the law&#039; spend a plot point to create a stepped up asset related to the deal. Or, take on a complication related to the criminal activity and get a plot point.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
= Intuitive Mechanic =&lt;br /&gt;
Unlike a person, you can trust a machine. Even a broken down, piece of junk will tell you what you need to know. They just have a way of telling you how they work, whether they&#039;re any good or not. You just need to listen. Some folk listen better than others.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Highlighted Skills: Fix, Notice, Operate &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Triggers:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
#Get a Plot Point when you roll a D4 instead of a D8&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;Fits like a glove&#039;&#039;: Step up your FiX die when you use a part that you took from a ship without the owner’s knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;Faster would be better&#039;&#039;: Step back your FIX skill during a timed action and only advance the Time Die if you fail.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;Talk to me Baby&#039;&#039;: When you encounter a mechanical failure for the first time, you may attempt to intuit the root cause with a Mental + Notice Action. Create a Here&#039;s Your Problem d8 Asset if you succeed or take a Stumped d8 Complication if you fail.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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= Burned Too Many Times =&lt;br /&gt;
Poco has learned an important lesson about trust. Don&#039;t do it. But always being on the look out has its advantages.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
HIghlighted Skills: Notice, Sneak, Survive&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Triggers:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
#Get a Plot Point when you roll a D4 instead of D8&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;Panic Mode&#039;&#039;: Step up or double your Physical die for one Action. After the roll, create or step up the Complication &#039;Panicked&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;Looking Out For Number One&#039;&#039;: Reroll all dice in a roll. On the reroll, all dice that roll 1s or 2s are considered Complications.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Grace Tian</title>
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		<updated>2014-07-30T15:49:55Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: &lt;/p&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Background&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Raised in an upper-middle-class family on Ariel, Tian -- one of four children -- was a cheerful child and a bright student. She showed talent early on for maths and sciences, a situation that her teachers noted and nurtured. By the time secondary school came around, Tian was excelling in her courses and received a scholarship to university as well as another to medical school from the Alliance Navy, both of which she deferred in favor of enlisting when the first UWar began. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:DavidSpencer.jpg|100px|thumbnail|left|David Spencer]] Tian joined the Alliance navy and trained as a combat medic. It was a job she loved; there was adventure and adrenaline, and she was serving. The war took her out to Highgate, and there she met Danny Spencer after a convoy she was traveling with was ambushed. Battlefield romances being what they are, it was something of a whirlwind courtship. They were married quickly and Tian was pregnant even faster after that (rather unexpectedly, thankyousomuch!) She was sent Coreward as soon as that happened and Danny stayed on the front lines. She took the opportunity to go ahead and get her university degree and begin medical school. Danny returned whenever he could get leave, but it was difficult. Then he was killed near the end of the war, having only seen his son once, leaving Tian to raise David by herself.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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She chose at that time to remain in the navy, helping soldiers recover from injuries and go home to their own loved ones as a way to both honor and grieve for her husband. She continued in what amounted to a reasonably &#039;normal&#039; life, raising her son, and watching with pride as he took his own oath and joined the navy. When the second U-War began, Tian was assigned to Vandenburg&#039;s hospital, placed on the short list for Captain, and groomed to take over the running of the base&#039;s hospital.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
All that changed when the Independents took Boros. Tian evacuated all the patients and staff who could get out when the call came but she volunteered herself to stay and take care of those who couldn&#039;t be moved. Several of her staff also remained. They were held at Vandenburg for nearly three months, treated well enough in that time, and for Tian it changed the way she saw certain things. She struggled with her feelings about the planetary bombardment of a civilian population, the soldier and the doctor within her at war over the how and why of those actions, the rightness of them. After being traded back to the Alliance in a prisoner trade, she found herself unable to reconcile what happened in her own head. In addition to facing possible actions from the military (she should have tried to escape, etc.) she was also facing a medical review board (which cleared her of all actions on that front) and a bit of a crisis of faith. After seeing posters for the Interplanetary Restoration Program, Tian finally came to the decision that she could be more help out there than she really could in White Sun and chose to put in her retirement papers.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Physical Appearance&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Image:Tian.jpeg|150px|left]] &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She is a petite woman, perhaps all of 5&#039;2 in her stocking feet though that&#039;s hard to tell because always wears sturdy shoes with at least a two-inch heel. She carries herself with the subtle kind of authority and calm demeanor that comes of a lifetime of military and hospital service, deep brown eyes alert and aware of the area around her without seeming overly anxious about it. She has dark brown hair streaked with subtle shades of blonde and red that she wears in a short style that would be severe if it weren&#039;t for the wisps that play around her face and seems to be a quiet woman with a ready smile and a sparkle to her brown eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Psychological Profile&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
Tian is a compassionate woman who knows how to temper her empathy with pragmatism. She is a consummate professional when it comes to her medical skills, but beneath that cool exterior she is a generally happy person who enjoys life. It has always been clear too that her son comes first. She is a loving albeit somewhat strict parent, and she is proud of her son for choosing to follow in his father&#039;s footsteps. Having lost her husband in the first U-War, Tian could have become bitter and left military service but instead she was driven to keep other families from suffering the kind of loss that she and her son faced and continued on in the Alliance Navy, taking care of every soldier who came under her care not just with professional courtesy but genuine kindness.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Notes from the files of psychologist Cmdr. Ian Rothschild:&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Report Entered into Alliance Navy Medical Service Records&lt;br /&gt;
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Patient: Lt. Cmdr Grace Tian, MD&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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After a full six-week required course of treatment, I find the following:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
1) Dr. Grace is suffering mild anxiety and post-traumatic stress that I would expect to see in any of our soldiers returning from battle. She is coping with nightmares of the navy&#039;s retreat from Vandenburg and also reports flashback bad dreams of her husband&#039;s death in the U-War but is dealing with them in a healthy manner consistent with her personality. Her time in captivity with the enemy was, by her own accounts and those of personnel who were with her at the time, respectful and polite. She has no unmanageable trauma from her time as a POW.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
2) Although she is reluctant to speak on the matter, Dr. Grace has begun to show signs of questioning the decisions made by superiors. Her demeanor remains at all times professional when speaking of her ordeal, but there are times when she speaks of patients she treated or particular situations on the ground wherein there is a shift in tone, a dilation of the eyes. She is forthright on the matter of her own decisions -- she remained at Vandenburg to continue to care for Alliance personnel who could not be evacuated and takes pride in that choice.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
At this time, Dr. Grace is being released from care and cleared to resume her usual duties. It is my recommendation, however, that she be observed at regular intervals and any actions that deviate from the norm followed up. It is difficult to determine whether she has been compromised by her time as a POW or if she is merely reacting with empathy to the injuries and deaths she has witnessed. Because her job does not bring her into contact with classified materials, I do not believe full surveillance is required but there is an undercurrent to her responses that bears watching.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;RPs &amp;amp; Journal Entries&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
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First UWar&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Crossroads]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Second UWar&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Lowering of the Colors]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Sound Retreat]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Salute the Colors]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
	</entry>
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		<title>Grace Tian</title>
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		<updated>2014-07-30T15:47:45Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: &lt;/p&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Background&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Raised in an upper-middle-class family on Ariel, Tian -- one of four children -- was a cheerful child and a bright student. She showed talent early on for maths and sciences, a situation that her teachers noted and nurtured. By the time secondary school came around, Tian was excelling in her courses and received a scholarship to university as well as another to medical school from the Alliance Navy, both of which she deferred in favor of enlisting when the first UWar began. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:DavidSpencer.jpg|100px|thumbnail|left|David Spencer]] Tian joined the Alliance navy and trained as a combat medic. It was a job she loved; there was adventure and adrenaline, and she was serving. The war took her out to Highgate, and there she met Danny Spencer after a convoy she was traveling with was ambushed. Battlefield romances being what they are, it was something of a whirlwind courtship. They were married quickly and Tian was pregnant even faster after that (rather unexpectedly, thankyousomuch!) She was sent Coreward as soon as that happened and Danny stayed on the front lines. She took the opportunity to go ahead and get her university degree and begin medical school. Danny returned whenever he could get leave, but it was difficult. Then he was killed near the end of the war, having only seen his son once, leaving Tian to raise David by herself.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She chose at that time to remain in the navy, helping soldiers recover from injuries and go home to their own loved ones as a way to both honor and grieve for her husband. She continued in what amounted to a reasonably &#039;normal&#039; life, raising her son, and watching with pride as he took his own oath and joined the navy. When the second U-War began, Tian was assigned to Vandenburg&#039;s hospital, placed on the short list for Captain, and groomed to take over the running of the base&#039;s hospital.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
All that changed when the Independents took Boros. Tian evacuated all the patients and staff who could get out when the call came but she volunteered herself to stay and take care of those who couldn&#039;t be moved. Several of her staff also remained. They were held at Vandenburg for nearly three months, treated well enough in that time, and for Tian it changed the way she saw certain things. She struggled with her feelings about the planetary bombardment of a civilian population, the soldier and the doctor within her at war over the how and why of those actions, the rightness of them. After being traded back to the Alliance in a prisoner trade, she found herself unable to reconcile what happened in her own head. In addition to facing possible actions from the military (she should have tried to escape, etc.) she was also facing a medical review board (which cleared her of all actions on that front) and a bit of a crisis of faith. After seeing posters for the Interplanetary Restoration Program, Tian finally came to the decision that she could be more help out there than she really could in White Sun and chose to put in her retirement papers.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Physical Appearance&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:Tian.jpeg|150px|left]] &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She is a petite woman, perhaps all of 5&#039;2 in her stocking feet though that&#039;s hard to tell because always wears sturdy shoes with at least a two-inch heel. She carries herself with the subtle kind of authority and calm demeanor that comes of a lifetime of military and hospital service, deep brown eyes alert and aware of the area around her without seeming overly anxious about it. She has dark brown hair streaked with subtle shades of blonde and red that she wears in a short style that would be severe if it weren&#039;t for the wisps that play around her face and seems to be a quiet woman with a ready smile and a sparkle to her brown eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Psychological Profile&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
Tian is a compassionate woman who knows how to temper her empathy with pragmatism. She is a consummate professional when it comes to her medical skills, but beneath that cool exterior she is a generally happy person who enjoys life. It has always been clear too that her son comes first. She is a loving albeit somewhat strict parent, and she is proud of her son for choosing to follow in his father&#039;s footsteps. Having lost her husband in the first U-War, Tian could have become bitter and left military service but instead she was driven to keep other families from suffering the kind of loss that she and her son faced and continued on in the Alliance Navy, taking care of every soldier who came under her care not just with professional courtesy but genuine kindness.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Notes from the files of psychologist Cmdr. Ian Rothschild:&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Report Entered into Alliance Navy Medical Service Records&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Patient: Lt. Cmdr Grace Tian, MD&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After a full six-week required course of treatment, I find the following:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
1) Dr. Grace is suffering mild anxiety and post-traumatic stress that I would expect to see in any of our soldiers returning from battle. She is coping with nightmares of the navy&#039;s retreat from Vandenburg and also reports flashback bad dreams of her husband&#039;s death in the U-War but is dealing with them in a healthy manner consistent with her personality. Her time in captivity with the enemy was, by her own accounts and those of personnel who were with her at the time, respectful and polite. She has no unmanageable trauma from her time as a POW.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
2) Although she is reluctant to speak on the matter, Dr. Grace has begun to show signs of questioning the decisions made by superiors. Her demeanor remains at all times professional when speaking of her ordeal, but there are times when she speaks of patients she treated or particular situations on the ground wherein there is a shift in tone, a dilation of the eyes. She is forthright on the matter of her own decisions -- she remained at Vandenburg to continue to care for Alliance personnel who could not be evacuated and takes pride in that choice.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
At this time, Dr. Grace is being released from care and cleared to resume her usual duties. It is my recommendation, however, that she be observed at regular intervals and any actions that deviate from the norm followed up. It is difficult to determine whether she has been compromised by her time as a POW or if she is merely reacting with empathy to the injuries and deaths she has witnessed. Because her job does not bring her into contact with classified materials, I do not believe full surveillance is required but there is an undercurrent to her responses that bears watching.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;RPs &amp;amp; Journal Entries&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;Pre-Game&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
First UWar&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Crossroads]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Delilah_Crew_Relationship_Map&amp;diff=266227</id>
		<title>Delilah Crew Relationship Map</title>
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		<updated>2014-06-27T17:22:00Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: &lt;/p&gt;
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|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; height=120px width=&amp;quot;17%&amp;quot;|&#039;&#039;&#039;Crew Member&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:Levitt-quick.jpg|100px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Valentine Quick]]&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:Ross-McAlister.jpg|75px|]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Rachel McAlister]]&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:Giamatti.jpg|85px|]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Tony Malloy| Tony &amp;quot;Poco&amp;quot; Malloy]]&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:Tian.jpeg|75px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Grace Tian]]&lt;br /&gt;
|align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;bottom&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%&amp;quot;|[[Image:VictoriaT.jpg|75px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[[Viktoria Tikhonova]] &lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
! [[Image:Levitt-quick.jpg|100px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Valentine Quick]]&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
||Val doesn&#039;t understand Rachel&#039;s motivations or how she thinks at all.&lt;br /&gt;
||Val doesn&#039;t trust Poco not to throw them all under the bus if it benefits him.&lt;br /&gt;
||Val towards Tian.&lt;br /&gt;
||Val considers Vikki his safe space, where he doesn&#039;t have to worry about drama and mistrust.&lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
![[Image:Ross-McAlister.jpg|75px|]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Rachel McAlister]]&lt;br /&gt;
||Rachel towards Val&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
||Rachel towards Poco&lt;br /&gt;
||Rachel towards Tian &lt;br /&gt;
||Rachel towards Vikki&lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
![[Image:Giamatti.jpg|85px|]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Tony Malloy| Tony &amp;quot;Poco&amp;quot; Malloy]] &lt;br /&gt;
||Poco towards Val&lt;br /&gt;
||Poco towards Rachel&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
||Poco towards Tian&lt;br /&gt;
||Poco towards Vikki&lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
![[Image:Tian.jpeg|75px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [[Grace Tian]]&lt;br /&gt;
||Val&#039;s got a lot on his plate and she admires the way he&#039;s stepped up to become the captain. She feels like they&#039;re dancing around one another just a little bit, learning where the lines in the sand are going to be drawn. As he matures into his own role, she&#039;s seeing the potential there for a really good captain -- he already has people skills. What he really needs, in her opinion, is to simply earn the respect of his team -- he&#039;s a lieutenant who just got put in command of an old master sergeant (*cough*Rachel*cough*) and would do well to listen to her with regard to what his father was actually out here doing. Delilah already has a reputation, and Val&#039;s going to need to know what THAT is before he can really forge his own path with it.&lt;br /&gt;
||Rachel is a great pilot and she hopes they can become friends. It&#039;s clear to her that Rachel&#039;s been around the block a few times and she&#039;s not sure that they have anything really in common except perhaps being older than the others. She figures they&#039;re going to butt heads at times; Rachel is very set in her ways and Tian isn&#039;t sure she LIKES some of those ways.&lt;br /&gt;
||Tian has complicated feelings about Poco. She thinks he&#039;s clearly learned to look out for Number 1 at all costs. She has the sense that he&#039;s not going to let people close, but that down deep he&#039;s a pretty decent guy. It&#039;s wading through all the lies and the &#039;at all costs&#039; actions he takes to FIND that guy that will be the challenge. &lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
||Vikki seems to bring out the best and worst in Tian&#039;s instincts. She has a lot of book learning on her and no practical experience in life, so Tian feels very protective and wants to look out for the girl. But she seems to be of the mind that everything in the Verse is a spy adventure, often allowing speculation to run rampant in her head and jumping to conclusions or taking action based on her assumptions. It&#039;s not helping that ... well, Tian&#039;s LIFE is a gorram conspiracy at the moment. It drives Tian UP THE WALL. Having Vikki under her wing reminds her a little bit of her son&#039;s teenaged years, when everything was a grand adventure and he was totally invincible, so damn the torpedos and full speed ahead. &lt;br /&gt;
|- align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
![[Image:VictoriaT.jpg|75px]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[[Viktoria Tikhonova]] &lt;br /&gt;
||Vikki is rather crushed out on the Captain (for the time being). She knows he was given a raw deal and admires how he&#039;s managed it, seeing him as rather noble in assuming responsibility for &#039;&#039;Delilah&#039;&#039; and the crew. She knows he&#039;s got his faults but is willing to give him the benefit of the doubt. In her more realistic moments, she knows the crush can&#039;t lead to anything but trouble and so far, she&#039;s been able to keep it from causing trouble.&lt;br /&gt;
||Vikki sees Rachel as the widely traveled eccentric Aunt and wise Grandmother, full of funny stories and due the respect of an elder. She privately worries that Rachel might try taking on more duties than she can handle in her winter years, working too hard when she should be taking it easy ... but knows well enough never to mention &amp;quot;retirement&amp;quot;: that&#039;s a fast track to landing in the da fen and Vikki would like to remain in Rachel&#039;s good graces.&lt;br /&gt;
||Vikki likes Poco as her goofy Gēgē who&#039;s had scrapes with the law. She doesn&#039;t consider him a danger to her personally but she does wish he were less of a danger to himself. Of his ability with machines and engines, she admires him and would like to learn from him if possible. His most recent stunt with the guns has put her in a tough position: she knows his heart was in the right place, even if he was motivated by money ... but she doesn&#039;t want to seem to take his side against the Captain and the chain of command. &lt;br /&gt;
||Vikki admires Tian and considers her like the Jiějiě she&#039;s never had. That doesn&#039;t keep her from mothering the older woman on occasion. Vikki has taken it on herself to make sure Tian eats and sleeps properly and also tries to keep the conspiracy theories/paranoia from influencing Tian unduly.&lt;br /&gt;
||N/A&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Firefly-RPG]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Crossroads&amp;diff=264637</id>
		<title>Crossroads</title>
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		<updated>2014-05-28T02:33:56Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: Created page with &amp;quot; == Crossroads == 2506&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;  The personnel carrier bumped hard over a pothole, bouncing the occupants of the truck bed nearly a foot off their seats. Several people cursed at t...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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== Crossroads ==&lt;br /&gt;
2506&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The personnel carrier bumped hard over a pothole, bouncing the occupants of the truck bed nearly a foot off their seats. Several people cursed at the driver under their breath, one of them a tiny brunette attempting to secure an IV line. It would do no good to shout about it—their route to the evac point was not going to be easy. The road snaked through a canyon, and they all knew that the possibility of ambush was high. It was why the three-truck convoy was pushing the speed and ignoring the jostling.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Glancing up from where she knelt taping the line to the soldier’s arm, Corpsman Grace Tian assessed the other men in her truck’s bed. There were two men who’d taken gunshot wounds, both already bound up; the one she’d just finished working on, who probably was not going to make it if she had to guess; and one soldier with a head wound that he wouldn’t let her touch until she dealt with his men. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Major,” she said as the climbed to her feet and stepped cautiously over the patient she’d just finished with. “Let me see your head wound, please.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The major was watching through the tiny window at the front of the bed that led into the cab of the truck, his rifle held in competent hands. When he turned to look at her, Tian could already tell he had a concussion—one pupil was blown. “I’ll deal with myself when we’re evac’d, Corpsman,” he barked shortly at her.&amp;lt;r&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There was little she could do for his situation here, so she simply nodded and made her way back toward the rear of the truck to continue to deal with the others, bracing herself against the tailgate.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The next thing she knew, Tian was waking up on the ground. Gunfire chattered around her and people were shouting, but it sounded muffled somehow. A smoky haze covered the ground around her. Levering herself upright, struggling to clear her vision, she realized the truck was ten feet away on its side and she and four other people had been thrown clear. An IED had taken out the front end of the truck.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She scrambled to her feet a little dizzily to stumble toward the men on the ground. Two of them were already dead, but she checked their pulses briefly anyway. A third man had just regained consciousness and he was pushing himself up, shaking his head and trying to get his bearings. He mostly looked rattled and his gaze sharpened on Tian as she crawled toward him and the last man she could see, lying half under the canvas canopy of the truck where it had flipped open as the truck laid over.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The just-awakened soldier grabbed his weapon and moved to help her. She couldn’t hear what he was saying properly, but her focus was on the last soldier on the ground anyway. He grabbed her shoulders to make her look at him. Muzzily she thought, &#039;&#039;He’s got incredible eyes.&#039;&#039; And then her attention snapped to his mouth and she caught that he was asking her if she was okay.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Though her ears were ringing, Tian nodded immediately and got to work on the last man—little more than a kid—on the ground. His left arm was twisted grotesquely beneath him, obviously broken. Moving carefully to check his vitals while the sergeant guarded them, she made the horrifying discovery that a piece of shrapnel was lodged in the young soldier’s chest high and close to his carotid. All around them, the gunfire kept going and she couldn’t think for a moment through the chaos. It couldn’t come out—not that close to the artery. He’d be better off if she could stabilize it until a surgeon could get him. Any movement at all and he might bleed right out in seconds.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She heard a shout and instinctively ducked to cover the boy as a grenade exploded just on the opposite side of the truck from where she was. The sergeant who’d been guarding her and the injured soldier poked his head and his rifle around the back side of the vehicle and returned fire. Tian desperately scrambled for her med bag and ripped off her outer shirt, her focus entirely on doing her own job, trusting the sergeant with the amazing eyes to protect them all.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She was carefully wrapping the ripped-off arm of her service blouse around the piece of shrapnel when boots thundered in low and hard from their flank. Men from the truck that had been behind them were arriving to reinforce their position. More shouting occurred toward her, but Tian still couldn’t make out the garble through the ringing in her ears. She shook her head at whoever was shouting and shot back, “I need another set of hands here!”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The group shifted around, weapons changing hands and people taking protective positions. The radioman dropped to his knees next to her, still shouting what she assumed were their coordinates into his radio. Then he dropped the piece of equipment and set about being her second set of hands. She instructed him on how to wrap the gauze while she held the pressure bandage and the piece of shrapnel in place. The boy under her hands whimpered in agony, and she looked into his face. Her expression and tone calm amid the madness around them, she told him, “I’ve got you, Specialist. Look at me. Do you hear me? I’ve got you. You’re going to be just fine. What’s your name?”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He gasped in pain while the radioman, she thought his name was Fu, wrapped the gauze tightly. “Manning,” he choked out. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“All right, Manning,” Tian said. “Stay with me, okay? We’re going to—”Above her head, another round of chattering gunfire made her duck down and cover Manning.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Fu suddenly cursed violently, dropping the gauze he’d been rolling and scrambling for the radio as it squawked demands for their coordinates again. Another curse came from above her head and Tian turned her head in time to see a grenade landing just feet from her position.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Time stopped. Or maybe she lived her entire life in that split second. And before she even thought about it, Tian threw herself those five feet to land on her belly, rolled to her back, and called desperately, “Hot potato!” Instinct alone allowed the sergeant with the beautiful eyes—wide with recognition at the danger—to catch it and hurl it back over the truck, where it exploded mere moments after leaving his fingertips.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
They stared at one another for another of those moments where time just wasn’t moving right, and then suddenly she snapped back into real-time. Breathing heavily, the sergeant shouted at her, “Woman! &#039;&#039;Fa Feng&#039;&#039;!!”*&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tian’s eyes shot to her patient and she fast-crawled toward him. The explosion had shifted Manning just enough. “&#039;&#039;Bi Jweh!&#039;&#039;”** she barked at the sergeant.  “Get your hand in here!” She was now up to her wrists in spurting blood, desperately trying to keep Manning from bleeding out.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Shaking with adrenaline and shock, the sergeant dropped to his knees, dropping his weapon and following her orders. He had no time to be squeamish and put his fingers literally inside Manning’s neck as ordered, feeling around until he could feel liquid surging past his fingertips and clamped down on it instinctively.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Feel it?” Tian demanded sharply.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Yeah! Yeah, I got it.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Pinch it closed. I’ll be right back.” Once certain he had the spurting artery pinched off, she let go of Manning and up-ended her medical bag. Scrambling madly through her stores, Tian knew Manning had exactly one shot at survival—a desperate one, but it was all she had. Grabbing a hypo, she discarded vials of meds until she found the one she wanted, jammed it into the hypo, and crawled back to Manning and the sergeant.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“How do we—” His words were cut off when Tian jabbed the needle as deep as it would go into the vein on the other side of Manning’s neck and unloaded the vial of medication into him.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Hold him,” she demanded without answering the question. She turned back to the scattered contents of the bag and came back with a suture needle. Slipping her dainty fingers beneath his large ones, Tian began—by feel alone—to stitch inside Manning’s neck.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Skiff’s incoming!” Fu called. Another barrage of gunfire kept them pinned to the ground. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Spencer, the major just bought it!” called another of the specialists from behind the truck that had been at the head of the convoy.&lt;br /&gt;
The sergeant helping her cursed under his breath and called back grimly, “Tell ‘em to move their asses.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tian’s focus remained on what she was doing, but she was paused in her movements when Sgt. Spencer began to pull his hand away from the artery. “Not yet,” she instructed him firmly.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He closed his bloody hands around hers to still them and made her look up at him. There was regret in his blue eyes. “There’s nothing you can do,” a quick flash down to her nametag, “Grace. He’s gone.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Just as calmly as she’d handled the grenade, Tian responded, “Not yet he’s not. I pumped him full of byphodine. He may still not survive, but byphodine slows the metabolism down to near death. If I can get him stitched up enough and we can get him to the med bay fast enough, before it wears off, the surgeon may be able to save him.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Shock darkened his gaze and Sgt. Spencer released her. “Where do you need me?” he asked simply.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tian shook her head. “Just do what you can to keep them off us, Sarge,” she said quietly. “I’m going to put in a couple more stitches and from there…” She shook her head. “It’s out of my hands. He’ll either make it back or he won’t. There’s nothing else I can do for him here.”&lt;br /&gt;
He nodded and picked up his weapon, rising from his knees into a crouch and taking up position at the rear of the ship. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In the distance, the sound of a skiff coming in low and fast could be heard. A deadly barrage of gunfire came from it, sending the Independent forces hemming in the convoy scattering. A second skiff came in hot behind the first, the ramp dropping so that Tian and her group could evacuate.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Spencer called to the others, “Fu, take rear guard. Guilder, help me with Manning. The rest of you, round up our guys. No one gets left behind!” He looked at Tian. “Go. I’ll be right behind you with him.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tian nodded briefly, grabbed her empty med-bag out of habit, and took off running toward the skiff, keeping her head low.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* * * * *&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The ride back wasn’t as long as she’d feared. Tian waited in the hall near the nurses’ station to hear whether Manning was going to make it. It had been a huge gamble to give him byphodine. The medics only carried it for exactly this kind of thing—to buy a little time for an extreme injury to make it home.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When the coffee cup appeared in front of her nose, Tian stared at it for a moment, too tired to comprehend. Her eyes skimmed up the hand and arm attached to the cup and she met the blue eyes of the sergeant who’d held Manning’s throat closed for her. What was his name? she wondered hazily. “Thanks,” she said quietly, taking the cup and sipping from it.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“You’re welcome,” he replied in just as soft a tone. Then he lowered himself into the chair next to her. “Any news?”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Not yet.” Tian shook her head. “I can’t leave until I know.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He nodded. “I figured.” There was a long silence between them, and he offered with a smile, “I’m impressed, Corpsman Grace. Whether he makes it or not, you did a hell of a job out there.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She looked at him, offering a weary half-smile. “It’s a million to one that he’s going to make it.” Regret flashed across her expression.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He reached out and touched her arm. “He would have died on that field if you hadn’t done it. So cut yourself a little slack, okay? No one could have done more.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She looked at his hand on her forearm, studying it in a rather detached fashion that she recognized as imminent adrenaline crash and post-battle shock. When she looked up at him again, she took the moment to skim his nametag to remind herself of his name and nodded slowly. “Thanks, Sgt. Spencer. I appreciate it.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The operating room door swung open and the surgeon came out, pulling off his cap. Tian rose to meet him, feeling Spencer rise and stand behind her as she did it. Meeting the surgeon’s eyes, she knew the answer and her heart fell.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“I’m sorry, Grace. You did an incredible job out there. I saw the stitching you pulled off, and frankly I don’t think I’ve ever seen better. The byphodine wore off as we got him into the OR and we couldn’t replace his blood fast enough. We fought like hell, but …” He trailed off, glancing at Spencer. “One of yours?”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Spencer nodded slightly, swallowing the lump in his own throat.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“I’m sorry, Sergeant,” the surgeon said with genuine regret. He turned to walk away and glanced back. “You should seriously consider a career as a surgeon, Grace. That was really fine work.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tian’s shoulders slumped for a long moment and then she pulled in a breath and lifted her chin. She was surprised when Sgt. Spencer’s hand slipped up to rest on the base of her spine and he gently nudged her. “C’mon. Let’s get you something to eat and I’ll take you home, okay?”&lt;br /&gt;
She gave him a dazed look. “Why?”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Spencer smiled at her, though there was still sadness lingering in it. “Cuz you’ve had the crappiest day ever and look like you could use a good meal and some sleep?”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For a long moment, Tian just stood there uncertain what to say or do. And then slowly she nodded to him. “I think… maybe I’d like that.” She allowed him to guide her down the hall.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Grace_Tian&amp;diff=264633</id>
		<title>Grace Tian</title>
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		<updated>2014-05-28T02:27:04Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: /* RPs &amp;amp; Journal Entries */&lt;/p&gt;
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}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Background&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Raised in an upper-middle-class family on Ariel, Tian -- one of four children -- was a cheerful child and a bright student. She showed talent early on for maths and sciences, a situation that her teachers noted and nurtured. By the time secondary school came around, Tian was excelling in her courses and received a scholarship to university as well as another to medical school from the Alliance Navy, both of which she deferred in favor of enlisting when the first UWar began. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:DavidSpencer.jpg|100px|thumbnail|left|David Spencer]] Tian joined the Alliance navy and trained as a combat medic. It was a job she loved; there was adventure and adrenaline, and she was serving. The war took her out to Highgate, and there she met Danny Spencer after a convoy she was traveling with was ambushed. Battlefield romances being what they are, it was something of a whirlwind courtship. They were married quickly and Tian was pregnant even faster after that (rather unexpectedly, thankyousomuch!) She was sent Coreward as soon as that happened and Danny stayed on the front lines. She took the opportunity to go ahead and get her university degree and begin medical school. Danny returned whenever he could get leave, but it was difficult. Then he was killed near the end of the war, having only seen his son once, leaving Tian to raise David by herself.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She chose at that time to remain in the navy, helping soldiers recover from injuries and go home to their own loved ones as a way to both honor and grieve for her husband. She continued in what amounted to a reasonably &#039;normal&#039; life, raising her son, and watching with pride as he took his own oath and joined the navy. When the second U-War began, Tian was assigned to Vandenburg&#039;s hospital, placed on the short list for Captain, and groomed to take over the running of the base&#039;s hospital.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
All that changed when the Independents took Boros. Tian evacuated all the patients and staff who could get out when the call came but she volunteered herself to stay and take care of those who couldn&#039;t be moved. Several of her staff also remained. They were held at Vandenburg for nearly three months, treated well enough in that time, and for Tian it changed the way she saw certain things. She struggled with her feelings about the planetary bombardment of a civilian population, the soldier and the doctor within her at war over the how and why of those actions, the rightness of them. After being traded back to the Alliance in a prisoner trade, she found herself unable to reconcile what happened in her own head. In addition to facing possible actions from the military (she should have tried to escape, etc.) she was also facing a medical review board (which cleared her of all actions on that front) and a bit of a crisis of faith. After seeing posters for the Interplanetary Restoration Program, Tian finally came to the decision that she could be more help out there than she really could in White Sun and chose to put in her retirement papers.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Physical Appearance&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:Tian.jpeg|150px|left]] &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She is a petite woman, perhaps all of 5&#039;2 in her stocking feet though that&#039;s hard to tell because always wears sturdy shoes with at least a two-inch heel. She carries herself with the subtle kind of authority and calm demeanor that comes of a lifetime of military and hospital service, deep brown eyes alert and aware of the area around her without seeming overly anxious about it. She has dark brown hair streaked with subtle shades of blonde and red that she wears in a short style that would be severe if it weren&#039;t for the wisps that play around her face and seems to be a quiet woman with a ready smile and a sparkle to her brown eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Psychological Profile&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
Tian is a compassionate woman who knows how to temper her empathy with pragmatism. She is a consummate professional when it comes to her medical skills, but beneath that cool exterior she is a generally happy person who enjoys life. It has always been clear too that her son comes first. She is a loving albeit somewhat strict parent, and she is proud of her son for choosing to follow in his father&#039;s footsteps. Having lost her husband in the first U-War, Tian could have become bitter and left military service but instead she was driven to keep other families from suffering the kind of loss that she and her son faced and continued on in the Alliance Navy, taking care of every soldier who came under her care not just with professional courtesy but genuine kindness.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Notes from the files of psychologist Cmdr. Ian Rothschild:&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Report Entered into Alliance Navy Medical Service Records&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Patient: Lt. Cmdr Grace Tian, MD&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After a full six-week required course of treatment, I find the following:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
1) Dr. Grace is suffering mild anxiety and post-traumatic stress that I would expect to see in any of our soldiers returning from battle. She is coping with nightmares of the navy&#039;s retreat from Vandenburg and also reports flashback bad dreams of her husband&#039;s death in the U-War but is dealing with them in a healthy manner consistent with her personality. Her time in captivity with the enemy was, by her own accounts and those of personnel who were with her at the time, respectful and polite. She has no unmanageable trauma from her time as a POW.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
2) Although she is reluctant to speak on the matter, Dr. Grace has begun to show signs of questioning the decisions made by superiors. Her demeanor remains at all times professional when speaking of her ordeal, but there are times when she speaks of patients she treated or particular situations on the ground wherein there is a shift in tone, a dilation of the eyes. She is forthright on the matter of her own decisions -- she remained at Vandenburg to continue to care for Alliance personnel who could not be evacuated and takes pride in that choice.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
At this time, Dr. Grace is being released from care and cleared to resume her usual duties. It is my recommendation, however, that she be observed at regular intervals and any actions that deviate from the norm followed up. It is difficult to determine whether she has been compromised by her time as a POW or if she is merely reacting with empathy to the injuries and deaths she has witnessed. Because her job does not bring her into contact with classified materials, I do not believe full surveillance is required but there is an undercurrent to her responses that bears watching.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;RPs &amp;amp; Journal Entries&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Pre-Game&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
First UWar&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Crossroads]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Second UWar&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Lowering of the Colors]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Sound Retreat]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Salute the Colors]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Folding the Flag]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Firefly-RPG|Return to Firefly-RPG]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Return to [[Delilah_Crew|the Crew]] Page&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
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		<title>Grace Tian</title>
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		<updated>2014-05-28T02:26:27Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: Had to do a little history shifting to accommodate ages after checking timeline on the first UWar. Also added a background piece from way way back.&lt;/p&gt;
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&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Background&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Raised in an upper-middle-class family on Ariel, Tian -- one of four children -- was a cheerful child and a bright student. She showed talent early on for maths and sciences, a situation that her teachers noted and nurtured. By the time secondary school came around, Tian was excelling in her courses and received a scholarship to university as well as another to medical school from the Alliance Navy, both of which she deferred in favor of enlisting when the first UWar began. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:DavidSpencer.jpg|100px|thumbnail|left|David Spencer]] Tian joined the Alliance navy and trained as a combat medic. It was a job she loved; there was adventure and adrenaline, and she was serving. The war took her out to Highgate, and there she met Danny Spencer after a convoy she was traveling with was ambushed. Battlefield romances being what they are, it was something of a whirlwind courtship. They were married quickly and Tian was pregnant even faster after that (rather unexpectedly, thankyousomuch!) She was sent Coreward as soon as that happened and Danny stayed on the front lines. She took the opportunity to go ahead and get her university degree and begin medical school. Danny returned whenever he could get leave, but it was difficult. Then he was killed near the end of the war, having only seen his son once, leaving Tian to raise David by herself.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She chose at that time to remain in the navy, helping soldiers recover from injuries and go home to their own loved ones as a way to both honor and grieve for her husband. She continued in what amounted to a reasonably &#039;normal&#039; life, raising her son, and watching with pride as he took his own oath and joined the navy. When the second U-War began, Tian was assigned to Vandenburg&#039;s hospital, placed on the short list for Captain, and groomed to take over the running of the base&#039;s hospital.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
All that changed when the Independents took Boros. Tian evacuated all the patients and staff who could get out when the call came but she volunteered herself to stay and take care of those who couldn&#039;t be moved. Several of her staff also remained. They were held at Vandenburg for nearly three months, treated well enough in that time, and for Tian it changed the way she saw certain things. She struggled with her feelings about the planetary bombardment of a civilian population, the soldier and the doctor within her at war over the how and why of those actions, the rightness of them. After being traded back to the Alliance in a prisoner trade, she found herself unable to reconcile what happened in her own head. In addition to facing possible actions from the military (she should have tried to escape, etc.) she was also facing a medical review board (which cleared her of all actions on that front) and a bit of a crisis of faith. After seeing posters for the Interplanetary Restoration Program, Tian finally came to the decision that she could be more help out there than she really could in White Sun and chose to put in her retirement papers.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Physical Appearance&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:Tian.jpeg|150px|left]] &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She is a petite woman, perhaps all of 5&#039;2 in her stocking feet though that&#039;s hard to tell because always wears sturdy shoes with at least a two-inch heel. She carries herself with the subtle kind of authority and calm demeanor that comes of a lifetime of military and hospital service, deep brown eyes alert and aware of the area around her without seeming overly anxious about it. She has dark brown hair streaked with subtle shades of blonde and red that she wears in a short style that would be severe if it weren&#039;t for the wisps that play around her face and seems to be a quiet woman with a ready smile and a sparkle to her brown eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Psychological Profile&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
Tian is a compassionate woman who knows how to temper her empathy with pragmatism. She is a consummate professional when it comes to her medical skills, but beneath that cool exterior she is a generally happy person who enjoys life. It has always been clear too that her son comes first. She is a loving albeit somewhat strict parent, and she is proud of her son for choosing to follow in his father&#039;s footsteps. Having lost her husband in the first U-War, Tian could have become bitter and left military service but instead she was driven to keep other families from suffering the kind of loss that she and her son faced and continued on in the Alliance Navy, taking care of every soldier who came under her care not just with professional courtesy but genuine kindness.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Notes from the files of psychologist Cmdr. Ian Rothschild:&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Report Entered into Alliance Navy Medical Service Records&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Patient: Lt. Cmdr Grace Tian, MD&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After a full six-week required course of treatment, I find the following:&lt;br /&gt;
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1) Dr. Grace is suffering mild anxiety and post-traumatic stress that I would expect to see in any of our soldiers returning from battle. She is coping with nightmares of the navy&#039;s retreat from Vandenburg and also reports flashback bad dreams of her husband&#039;s death in the U-War but is dealing with them in a healthy manner consistent with her personality. Her time in captivity with the enemy was, by her own accounts and those of personnel who were with her at the time, respectful and polite. She has no unmanageable trauma from her time as a POW.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
2) Although she is reluctant to speak on the matter, Dr. Grace has begun to show signs of questioning the decisions made by superiors. Her demeanor remains at all times professional when speaking of her ordeal, but there are times when she speaks of patients she treated or particular situations on the ground wherein there is a shift in tone, a dilation of the eyes. She is forthright on the matter of her own decisions -- she remained at Vandenburg to continue to care for Alliance personnel who could not be evacuated and takes pride in that choice.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
At this time, Dr. Grace is being released from care and cleared to resume her usual duties. It is my recommendation, however, that she be observed at regular intervals and any actions that deviate from the norm followed up. It is difficult to determine whether she has been compromised by her time as a POW or if she is merely reacting with empathy to the injuries and deaths she has witnessed. Because her job does not bring her into contact with classified materials, I do not believe full surveillance is required but there is an undercurrent to her responses that bears watching.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;RPs &amp;amp; Journal Entries&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
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Pre-Game&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
First UWar&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Crossroads]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Lowering of the Colors]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Sound Retreat]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Salute the Colors]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Folding the Flag]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Firefly-RPG|Return to Firefly-RPG]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Return to [[Delilah_Crew|the Crew]] Page&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Grace_Tian&amp;diff=262406</id>
		<title>Grace Tian</title>
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		<updated>2014-04-14T02:33:09Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: Change in background due to RP!&lt;/p&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Background&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
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Raised in an upper-middle-class family on Ariel, Tian -- one of four children -- was a cheerful child and a bright student. She showed talent early on for maths and sciences, a situation that her teachers noted and nurtured. By the time secondary school came around, Tian was excelling in her courses and received a scholarship to university as well as another to medical school from the Alliance Navy. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Image:DavidSpencer.jpg|100px|thumbnail|left|David Spencer]] Following university, Tian joined the Alliance navy and trained as a combat medic. It was a job she loved; there was adventure and adrenaline, and she was serving. The first U-War took her out to Highgate, and there she met Danny Spencer. Battlefield romances being what they are, it was something of a whirlwind courtship. They were married quickly and Tian was pregnant even faster after that (rather unexpectedly, thankyousomuch!) She was sent Coreward as soon as that happened and Danny stayed on the front lines. He returned whenever he could get leave, but it was difficult. Then he was killed near the end of the war, having only seen his son once, leaving Tian to raise David by herself.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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She chose at that time to remain in the navy, helping soldiers recover from injuries and go home to their own loved ones as a way to both honor and grieve for her husband. She continued in what amounted to a reasonably &#039;normal&#039; life, raising her son, getting him off to college and watching with pride as he took his own oath and joined the navy. When the second U-War began, Tian was assigned to Vandenburg&#039;s hospital, placed on the short list for Captain and groomed to take over the running of the base&#039;s hospital.&lt;br /&gt;
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All that changed when the Independents took Boros. Tian evacuated all the patients and staff who could get out when the call came but she volunteered herself to stay and take care of those who couldn&#039;t be moved. Several of her staff also remained. They were held at Vandenburg for nearly three months, treated well enough in that time, and for Tian it changed the way she saw certain things. She struggled with her feelings about the planetary bombardment of a civilian population, the soldier and the doctor within her at war over the how and why of those actions, the rightness of them. After being traded back to the Alliance in a prisoner trade, she found herself unable to reconcile what happened in her own head. In addition to facing possible actions from the military (she should have tried to escape, etc.) she was also facing a medical review board (which cleared her of all actions on that front) and a bit of a crisis of faith. After seeing posters for the Interplanetary Restoration Program, Tian finally came to the decision that she could be more help out there than she really could in White Sun and chose to put in her retirement papers.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Physical Appearance&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Image:Tian.jpeg|150px|left]] &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She is a petite woman, perhaps all of 5&#039;2 in her stocking feet though that&#039;s hard to tell because always wears sturdy shoes with at least a two-inch heel. She carries herself with the subtle kind of authority and calm demeanor that comes of a lifetime of military and hospital service, deep brown eyes alert and aware of the area around her without seeming overly anxious about it. She has dark brown hair streaked with subtle shades of blonde and red that she wears in a short style that would be severe if it weren&#039;t for the wisps that play around her face and seems to be a quiet woman with a ready smile and a sparkle to her brown eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Psychological Profile&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
Tian is a compassionate woman who knows how to temper her empathy with pragmatism. She is a consummate professional when it comes to her medical skills, but beneath that cool exterior she is a generally happy person who enjoys life. It has always been clear too that her son comes first. She is a loving albeit somewhat strict parent, and she is proud of her son for choosing to follow in his father&#039;s footsteps. Having lost her husband in the first U-War, Tian could have become bitter and left military service but instead she was driven to keep other families from suffering the kind of loss that she and her son faced and continued on in the Alliance Navy, taking care of every soldier who came under her care not just with professional courtesy but genuine kindness.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Notes from the files of psychologist Cmdr. Ian Rothschild:&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Report Entered into Alliance Navy Medical Service Records&lt;br /&gt;
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Patient: Lt. Cmdr Grace Tian, MD&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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After a full six-week required course of treatment, I find the following:&lt;br /&gt;
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1) Dr. Grace is suffering mild anxiety and post-traumatic stress that I would expect to see in any of our soldiers returning from battle. She is coping with nightmares of the navy&#039;s retreat from Vandenburg and also reports flashback bad dreams of her husband&#039;s death in the U-War but is dealing with them in a healthy manner consistent with her personality. Her time in captivity with the enemy was, by her own accounts and those of personnel who were with her at the time, respectful and polite. She has no unmanageable trauma from her time as a POW.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
2) Although she is reluctant to speak on the matter, Dr. Grace has begun to show signs of questioning the decisions made by superiors. Her demeanor remains at all times professional when speaking of her ordeal, but there are times when she speaks of patients she treated or particular situations on the ground wherein there is a shift in tone, a dilation of the eyes. She is forthright on the matter of her own decisions -- she remained at Vandenburg to continue to care for Alliance personnel who could not be evacuated and takes pride in that choice.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
At this time, Dr. Grace is being released from care and cleared to resume her usual duties. It is my recommendation, however, that she be observed at regular intervals and any actions that deviate from the norm followed up. It is difficult to determine whether she has been compromised by her time as a POW or if she is merely reacting with empathy to the injuries and deaths she has witnessed. Because her job does not bring her into contact with classified materials, I do not believe full surveillance is required but there is an undercurrent to her responses that bears watching.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;RPs &amp;amp; Journal Entries&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
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Pre-Game&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Lowering of the Colors]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Sound Retreat]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Salute the Colors]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Folding the Flag]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Firefly-RPG|Return to Firefly-RPG]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Return to [[Delilah_Crew|the Crew]] Page&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Last_Voyage_of_Delilah,_Episode_101:_An_Auspicious_Start&amp;diff=261971</id>
		<title>Last Voyage of Delilah, Episode 101: An Auspicious Start</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Last_Voyage_of_Delilah,_Episode_101:_An_Auspicious_Start&amp;diff=261971"/>
		<updated>2014-04-01T02:22:40Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: &lt;/p&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#800000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;With thanks to Matt for the title of our inaugural episode. Thanks, Matt!!—Maer&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;Air Date: 19 Mar 2014&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Present: Andy, Matt, Kim, Terri, and Maer&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Jump to: &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Last Voyage of Delilah, Episode 101: An Auspicious Start|Part 1]] | [[Last Voyage of Delilah, Episode 101: An Auspicious Start, Part 2|Part 2]] | [[Last Voyage of Delilah, Episode 101: An Auspicious Start, Part 3|Part 3]] | [[Last Voyage of Delilah, Episode 101: An Auspicious Start, Part 4|Part 4]] | [[Last Voyage of Delilah, Episode 101: An Auspicious Start, Part 5|Part 5]] | [[Last Voyage of Delilah, Episode 101: An Auspicious Start, Special Features|Special Features]]&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Thursday, 01 Feb 2525&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Eavesdown, Persephone&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;White Sun (Bai Hu) system&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Morning&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Lord Anatole Chang, 2nd Earl of Morrow is trying to arrange a deal to keep his lover Rachel McAllister closer to home. Though he dresses the part, his wardrobe shows the threadbare signs of a nobleman rich in title and poor in wallet. Nevertheless, he takes Rachel out to lunch at a local watering hole, The Siren&#039;s Call. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; I heard the bad news about your boss. And I&#039;m trying to help you out and at the same time you would be helping me out. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; Oh?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; (rushing on) But it&#039;s more important that you have a good job. This is a &#039;&#039;great&#039;&#039; job. It&#039;s perfect for something that&#039;ll keep you in the Core. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; (nodding) I see ….&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; You wouldn&#039;t be out, roaming around—&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; Now, Anatole, what if I &#039;&#039;like&#039;&#039; roamin&#039; around?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; But you&#039;ll have the freedom. You&#039;ll be captain of a much bigger ship.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; (yeah, no) With more responsibility.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; But you&#039;ll have actual officers working underneath you who could take over the reins when you want them to.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; Taking over reins? … You were talkin&#039; about gettin&#039; underneath me an&#039; I was gettin&#039; interested.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; (knowing grin) Well … you would also be closer to home. So there would be that benefit.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; Well now, that wouldn&#039;t be so bad. I might actually get paid this time, too.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anatole takes her to another table to meet a Chinese business woman in her older years, Ms. Han Chin. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Han Chin:&#039;&#039;&#039; Yes, Lord Morrow has told me you have quite an impressive resume of piloting and you may be prepared to Captaincy. I don&#039;t believe the complexity of this ship would be beyond your skills. I just need somebody who is reliable and pragmatic. You&#039;d be flying a relatively regular route among the Core planets, on a large agricultural ship—the &#039;&#039;Artemis&#039;&#039;—that actually grows vegetables. It has boutique farms and small ranches, providing delicacies, meats, and things to the wealthy people and nobles across the Core. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; (politely) Hmm.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Han Chin:&#039;&#039;&#039; It&#039;s a much larger vessel than you—I&#039;m sorry I don&#039;t recall the name of the ship you&#039;re on now…?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; It&#039;s &#039;&#039;Delilah&#039;&#039;. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Han Chin:&#039;&#039;&#039; Yes, thank you. Well, this is a hundred-thousand tonner. It is quite a large vessel, so you have a significant crew. Lord Morrow has provided references as to your skill as a pilot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; I would … (pauses, thinks on it) … Well, … &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Han Chin:&#039;&#039;&#039; Steady wages. Retirement when you feel is appropriate. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; Do you have a contract you could forward to me?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Ms. Han Chin slides a piece of paper across the table to the cagey pilot. The cagey pilot takes a look at it. She sees something approaching an actual wage, paid in—could it be?—&#039;&#039;money&#039;&#039;. Still, it wouldn&#039;t do to appear too eager, now. Gotta leave room to bargain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; I need to think about it. &#039;&#039;Delilah&#039;s&#039;&#039; been part of who I was for a while.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Han Chin:&#039;&#039;&#039; (interested) What is it that you like about &#039;&#039;Delilah&#039;&#039;?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; I … (how to say it?) … I know her. I mean, not that I&#039;m averse to gettin&#039; to know &#039;&#039;Artemis&#039;&#039;, but …&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Han Chin:&#039;&#039;&#039; You&#039;d get a share, plus salary.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; A share plus sal—? …Um ….&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The only catch is … It&#039;s painfully obvious to Rachel the ship is owned by the Triad. The pay is more than she&#039;s seen in quite a long time but hello, &#039;&#039;Triad&#039;&#039;. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elsewhere …&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Valentine Quick, son and sole heir to the late Lazarus Quick, is staring in dismay at his inheritance, the ship named &#039;&#039;Delilah&#039;&#039;. It&#039;s a Trans-U, a discontinued model, and it&#039;s in very sorry shape. Thus, the dismay. Despite its dubious condition, there&#039;s cargo on the tarmac getting loaded aboard. Val walks up to the portly individual who seems to be in charge … kinda.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; Excuse me.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Man:&#039;&#039;&#039; Um?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; What are you loading?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Man:&#039;&#039;&#039; (narrowly) You have a badge?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; Do I have a badge. No, I own this ship.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Valentine pulls the paperwork from his slim business briefcase and shows it to the man. The man squints at the papers and his expression brightens in delight.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Man:&#039;&#039;&#039; Oh! You&#039;re Mr. Quick!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; I am. (beat) What are you loading?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Man:&#039;&#039;&#039; Um, well, we have a job. Great big job, sir! Good news!  We&#039;re flyin&#039; off t&#039; Anson&#039;s World.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; Hanson&#039;s World?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Man:&#039;&#039;&#039; Anson&#039;s World.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; Anson&#039;s World.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Man:&#039;&#039;&#039; (Yup!) Anson&#039;s World. So … yeah, you probably knew my father. Pipes? &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
No, he didn&#039;t, but that doesn&#039;t slow Valentine down one bit. He&#039;s good at thinking on his feet.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; Let&#039;s say that I did. It&#039;s been a while. This is all new information for me. I was told that the pilot is …?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Man:&#039;&#039;&#039; Oh, yeah. She went off with her feller, to the Siren&#039;s Call. It&#039;s a bar, kind of … (gestures) … down that way a little bit. You&#039;ll see a really fancy lookin&#039; ship, hang a right around that, … an&#039; go a little while longer, you&#039;ll see, like, there&#039;s a platoon of Feds and … well, go around that one. You won&#039;t miss it. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; I won&#039;t. (beat) Let&#039;s go back to the original question: What are you loading?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Man:&#039;&#039;&#039; Uhhhhh … That&#039;s a good question. Cargo.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Who&#039;&#039; are you?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Man:&#039;&#039;&#039; I&#039;m Freddie Piper, sir.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; Yes, and you do what?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Freddie:&#039;&#039;&#039; I&#039;m the engineer. Chief Engineer.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; You&#039;re the Chief Engineer. Okay.  &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Valentine has his doubts but he rolls with it. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; You been with the ship for long?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Freddie:&#039;&#039;&#039; A few years, yeah.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; A few years. Okay. (Beat) All right. Well, we&#039;ll talk once I find Ms. McAllis—&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Freddie:&#039;&#039;&#039; (eagerly) I heard that you&#039;re tryin&#039; to sell her. Is that right?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; It&#039;s … complicated. Something like that—&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Freddie:&#039;&#039;&#039; Cuz that would be great. I think we could find a lot better ship. Probably one that has like, you know, engine automatics and—&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Valentine has gotten his measure of the engineer and cuts the man off before he can list his faults via shopping list.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; Okay. I&#039;m sure I&#039;ll be back—soon—to look over the documents of the cargo we&#039;re loading on for Anson&#039;s World.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Freddie:&#039;&#039;&#039; Oh yeah, I got lotsa documentation.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; Okay.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Valentine walks away and refrains from shaking his head until he&#039;s sure he&#039;s out of sight. Good Lord but what has he gotten himself into? He sighs and follows Freddie&#039;s directions to the Siren&#039;s Call.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Siren&#039;s Call is not a dive, exactly, but it&#039;s past its prime. It&#039;s a pier-side drinkery and eatery. Val walks in, sweeps the floor with a discerning eye, and recognizes Rachel from the paperwork he&#039;d been given. It&#039;s not hard. It&#039;s midday, well past the lunch rush, and there aren&#039;t a lot of patrons filling the tables. Rachel&#039;s sitting with a Chinese lady and another man. They appear to be in the middle of negotiations. Valentine also notes the bearing of the other people in the room: Triad, for sure. Valentine&#039;s no dummy. He&#039;d normally give these guys a wide berth. However, he needs his pilot. Valentine walks up to the table.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; (politely) I hate to interrupt. I was looking for Ms. McAllister.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; That would be me.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Han Chin:&#039;&#039;&#039; You have a problem with her?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; No, absolutely not. I&#039;ve taken ownership of the &#039;&#039;Delilah&#039;&#039; and I was told I should be talking to her before I made any plans.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; Oh my God … (blinks) … Is that you, Val?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Wait. What?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; (slowly) That&#039;s my name, yes.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Han Chin:&#039;&#039;&#039; Do you know this man?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; Yeah, that&#039;s Laz&#039;s boy. (To Valentine) You&#039;ve grown up a lot. You look like your picture, though.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Valentine is a bit nonplussed. He hasn&#039;t any memory of meeting Rachel McAllister, so how does she seem to know him? He puts the mystery aside for now.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; Right. I didn&#039;t mean to interrupt—&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Han Chin:&#039;&#039;&#039; Oh, no. It&#039;s good to have you here. Have a seat. We were discussing how Rachel might be able to move on after the unfortunate events concerning your father. My condolences, sir.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ms. Han Chin waves him to a seat. Does she send a silent signal to the Triad goons around the room as well? No telling. No one&#039;s started shooting, though. A good sign.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; Yes. (A beat. Looks. Sits.) I appreciate that. (to Rachel) So you already have a new ship?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; No. I&#039;ve got an offer. (pushes contract to the side)&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Han Chin:&#039;&#039;&#039; We are in the process of discussing the nature of the terms of labor.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; Ah-hah.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Han Chin:&#039;&#039;&#039; You say you are the owner of the ship that she&#039;s currently on?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; Yes, I inherited it.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Han Chin:&#039;&#039;&#039; I don&#039;t like bidding wars. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Han Chin rises. She looks at Rachel.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Han Chin:&#039;&#039;&#039; You have my offer. (nods) Good day to you.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; (nods back) Good afternoon, ma&#039;am.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Chinese woman calmly walks away. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; (sincerely) I&#039;m sorry. I didn&#039;t mean to sour the negotiations.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; Oh no. I haven&#039;t contracted yet. I have to think it over. (to Anatole) Anatole, this is … Valentine Quick?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; Yes.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; Valentine Quick, Lazarus&#039; son. (to Valentine) This is Anatole.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; Ah, yes. Quite right. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Introductions made. Handshakes all around. Anatole smiles at Valentine.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; I&#039;m sure you have only plans to junk that ship—no offense—right?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; That seems to be the most prudent plan, considering the numbers.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; (to Rachel) See? Even the owner believes this is the right thing to do—&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; However—&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; —All my stuff&#039;s on that ship.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; We&#039;ll get your stuff &#039;&#039;off&#039;&#039; first.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Valentine interjects. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;However&#039;&#039;, I&#039;m told by the Chief Engineer standing outside the ship that we have a job already.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; (no way!) We have a job?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; He was loading something onto the ship. It was a bit of a surprise to me as well. I didn&#039;t think that thing was legal to fly.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; (delighted) Oh, &#039;&#039;Delilah&#039;&#039; can fly anywhere she wants&#039;ta. (to Anatole) Sounds like I need&#039;ta go make the ship ready. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She starts to rise. Anatole starts to protest.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; Now, no, I think we should discuss this first. (nods at Valentine) I mean, I know you are related to the previous owner. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; That would be correct, sir.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; (to Rachel) But I think we need what&#039;s in your best interests. Don&#039;t be blinded by sentiment. That is a very generous offer you&#039;ve got there.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; It&#039;s not—it&#039;s … it&#039;s—(flustered)—Stop making me think about it.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Valentine points at the contract.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; Do you mind?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; What? (hands it over) Please. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; (reads) That is … (reads some more) … extremely generous. (hands it back) I&#039;m surprised, to be honest, that you haven&#039;t already signed it.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; It&#039;s a big ol&#039; ship goin&#039; back and forth. &#039;&#039;Just&#039;&#039; back an&#039; forth.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; So here&#039;s the thing. I came looking for somebody to pilot the ship but it wouldn&#039;t be for long. Because, once again, I have a life already. My father wanted me to run the ship but I have no interest in doing that and from all the numbers I&#039;ve been quoted, I would scrap it right here and now if it wasn&#039;t going to cost me, say—(bitter breath of a laugh)—my life, in terms of credits. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Rachel seems touched by melancholy at that and her gaze goes soft into the middle distance for a moment. Anatole also looks off into the distance too but he, on the other hand, seems nervous. Valentine notices. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; Something on your mind, sir?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; (coming to) Oh, no … no.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Valentine takes a discreet look around the floor. Three sinister-looking men are at the bar looking Anatole&#039;s way. Valentine recognizes them as Triad. He does the math, figures the answer, and suppresses a sigh. His day just keeps getting better and better.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elsewhere in a much nicer part of town …&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Alicia Kilbourne, Head of Rimward Operations for IRP, is briefing the new personnel on their missions. Part pep-talk, part sales pitch, she&#039;s talking to her audience in a smallish raised theatre room. Everyone is assigned in teams of two. It was decided that it would be a more organic approach (and cost efficient) to rely on existing transports making the rounds instead of having everyone on a specifically chartered ship or multiple chartered ships delivering them to their destination. Each two-man team will consist of a doctor or medically trained personnel paired with someone with mechanical aptitude capable of repairing equipment if or when it breaks down. Once the teams are assigned, each is given a short interview with Kilbourne. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The interview stresses how important it is to convince people of the goodwill of the Alliance, to overcome people&#039;s understandable suspicion and resistance. In fact, IRP deliberately used Japanese characters for their official logos and symbols in order to avoid any unwelcome associations more recognizable Alliance markings might carry. It would also reinforce the fact that the inoculations being distributed were engineered from the Japanese population on the Lost Arkship, the &#039;&#039;Amenoukihashi&#039;&#039;, who had remained untouched by the mutagenic plague. While administering the inoculations, personnel are to gather blood samples for an epidemiological database being compiled back in the Core. It would enable the scientists and the doctors to track the efficacy of the cure and the locations of the disease.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Funding for the initial trip to the Rim is secured but to continue the mission, the teams must be able to send positive images back to the Core to solicit donations. Take some photos of happy villages, cute kids, that sort of thing. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Kilbourne:&#039;&#039;&#039; So please, document their pleasure. Takes some blood samples. When you have Cortex access, transmit the data from the sampling back to our facilities. Now, we can cover you for a month of travel, some of which is already paid up-front, which would cover the ship you&#039;re on that&#039;s providing you food and lodging and so on. However, but anything you want to spend outside of that you&#039;ll have to come up with on your own. We won&#039;t explicitly prohibit you from doing side work of any kind but we would want you to maintain the goodwill of the people. Try not to abuse your position. Many people have never seen a Core physician or a piece of high technology before. They might treat you like a god and it would be irresponsible to take advantage of them. Any questions?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A flurry of hands fly upward, followed by questions. Fears of cannibalism is a recurring theme, along with concerns over the lack of modern sanitation. Kilbourne patiently answers the questions and then breaks the meeting up for individual team interviews.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dr. Grace Tian and Vikki Tikhonova are assigned together and they meet Kilbourne in her office. Introductions are made. Kilbourne gets her notes in order and smiles at the women.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Kilbourne:&#039;&#039;&#039; Is there anything you would like to ask before you get started?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Vikki:&#039;&#039;&#039; No.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dr. Grace Tian, however, is more familiar with how bureaucracy works and isn&#039;t willing to let the opportunity to gain more information go unexploited.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Tian:&#039;&#039;&#039; Actually, I do have a question. How well stocked with vaccinations are we?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Kilbourne:&#039;&#039;&#039; I believe you have one container that is a &amp;quot;Clinic in a Can&amp;quot; and another container which had quite a few doses of the vaccinations plus basic medical supplies on the expectation that you will run into some other diseases while you&#039;re out there. Quite a number of immune-packs, saline, and other supplies in there as well. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Tian:&#039;&#039;&#039; &amp;quot;Quite a number of.&amp;quot; Do you know how many that would be?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Kilbourne:&#039;&#039;&#039; I&#039;m sure they quoted me a figure but I don&#039;t have it here at the moment.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Tian:&#039;&#039;&#039; How do I obtain more once I&#039;ve gone through the ones we have?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Kilbourne:&#039;&#039;&#039; If you can get yourself to a place that has a decent spaceport, we could ship some more out to you. Assuming that things go well.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Tian:&#039;&#039;&#039; Is there any possibility of a small slush fund to cover any kind of emergency situation we may come across?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Kilbourne:&#039;&#039;&#039; I&#039;ll be honest. Usually our volunteers raise that themselves but I understand you joined up at the last minute… (pensive look) … Hmm … &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Tian:&#039;&#039;&#039; (takes the hint) Well, you know. Given that they asked me to come in the way they did, I&#039;m sure that most of the others are not going to need some the things that I may.  With a full medical degree I have the opportunity to further our goodwill out on the Rim if there are additional severe injuries or such things that can be handled. It may foster us even better … &#039;&#039;word of mouth&#039;&#039; … than we would otherwise get. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Not a bad idea, actually.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Vikki:&#039;&#039;&#039; In something of a similar vein, I was hoping to get some rudimentary mechanical repair equipment. I mean, it&#039;s one thing to go in there and install a pump for an artesian well, but if there were a farmer there who needed his plow sharpened and didn&#039;t have the equipment, I could do that and he would be able to grow food.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Kilbourne:&#039;&#039;&#039; Yes, I see. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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So says Kilbourne in her manicured hands and fancy clothes. She probably hasn&#039;t even seen dirt before, much less ever imagined a farmer and his plow. Does she even know what a plow is? Or an artesian well? &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Perhaps she does, because Kilbourne pulls her paperwork over to go through the figures and coax a few more credits out of the budget for Dr. Grace Tian and her partner. In her exuberance, Vikki offers to help and accidentally knocks Kilbourne&#039;s wine glass over. Dark red wine soaks Kilbourne&#039;s silk blouse and business suit. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Vikki:&#039;&#039;&#039; (appalled) I am &#039;&#039;so&#039;&#039; sorry. Wait. Wine. Acid. You need a base to get the stain out. I can—&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Kilbourne:&#039;&#039;&#039; Go. Just … &#039;&#039;go&#039;&#039;. Someone will tell you where you can meet your transport to your ship out. (beat) You know, I&#039;d originally planned a special shuttle to take you to the docks, but you might find it more interesting to go with the truck.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Vikki:&#039;&#039;&#039; What kind of truck?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Kilbourne:&#039;&#039;&#039; I&#039;m sure someone down below will tell you where you can find it. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Vikki:&#039;&#039;&#039; Okay. I—&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tian takes Vikki by the arm before the young woman can do any more damage and pushes her toward the door.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Tian:&#039;&#039;&#039; Very much obliged. Thank you.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Vikki:&#039;&#039;&#039; (ducking around Tian) Great presentation. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tian pushes Vikki into the hallway. Once the door is closed, Tian hisses into Vikki&#039;s ear.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Tian:&#039;&#039;&#039; The next time I&#039;m arranging extra funding, sit down and be quiet.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The women find someone who is able to direct them to board a truck with their cargo containers already loaded on it. The driver seems put out over carrying passengers and grumpily makes room for them. Tian and Vikki climb aboard. Gears grind and the party gets underway. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Meanwhile, back at Siren&#039;s Call, Rachel decides to stay with Delilah. Anatole really really wants to leave. Valentine wants to know why.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; So … Anatole, you going to tell me about the three guys in the back?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; I am aware of them, yes.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; So are they … ?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Going to cause trouble?&#039;&#039; Valentine leaves it unsaid but Anatole picks up the question anyway.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; I think if we just stay here, they won&#039;t. Probably. As long as there are other patrons, they shouldn&#039;t be problem.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; How are you associated with them?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; See this is my story. I&#039;ve come into a bit of debt. I know it&#039;s embarrassing. as I&#039;m an aristocrat you would assume, of course, that I have countless funds at my disposal and while I do have ancestral lands, they are several light years away and unfortunately not ones I can access. (grimace) Now, see, the deal was that Ms. Han Chin would offer me a Finder&#039;s Fee of sorts, of a size that would satisfy those enterprising young men over there.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; Well, in case you didn&#039;t catch who they were, they&#039;re Triad. I don&#039;t know if you&#039;re interested in working for the Triad, you well might be, and I can&#039;t say it&#039;s necessarily a bad situation, but—&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; Oh no, Ms. Han Chin isn&#039;t Triad. I think she just … well, she might have connections with them, but ... (shrugs)&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; So she&#039;s Triad.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ya think?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; The Triad has … Of course, they&#039;ve forces everywhere. As such, we shouldn&#039;t treat them as if they were the military or anything. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; It&#039;s not that I&#039;m worried who I&#039;m working for but being bored to death going back and forth. And back and forth. And back and … (sighs)&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; I can&#039;t offer you a lot of money or even a long job, to be honest. I was hoping to find somebody to fly me to Beylix but it seems like we&#039;re going to Anson&#039;s World for some reason.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; Anson&#039;s World?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; I … that&#039;s neither … (frustrated) … Well, that&#039;s not here, at the moment.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; Someone&#039;s got to fly &#039;&#039;Delilah&#039;&#039; for her last flight, right? &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; Yes.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; You gotta understand, somebody&#039;s gotta take it on its last—(turns to Anatole)—Ain&#039;t nobody else can put her to rest like I could.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; Yes, I&#039;m not sure that those gentlemen will agree with your sentiment.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; She&#039;s not working for them.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; Of course, she&#039;s not. But of course, it was wrong of me to try to … deceive you in this way. It&#039;s just … I&#039;m in a bit of a spot, you see. (mans up) I&#039;ll go talk to them and maybe we could come to an agreement. I have some ... jewelry perhaps that I can trade for my lonely existence. (stand) All right. I will die with dignity. Or perhaps not die at all. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; Surely there&#039;s something we can do.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; Unless you&#039;ve offended them several times before, I&#039;m guessing they&#039;ll probably just break something and you&#039;ll get another chance.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anatole looks appalled.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; Do you think they might … might break my … (gestures at his face)&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; Your face seems to be your only asset. So they&#039;ll probably break something that you don&#039;t use.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; You can&#039;t let him go off and let them break his face, Val.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; I certainly can. (off their looks) He&#039;s dug his own hole in this case and I&#039;m not interested in digging him out of it. (at Rachel) What I am interested in is seeing if you want to fly the &#039;&#039;Delilah&#039;&#039; or if I&#039;m going to need somebody else.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; I&#039;ll fly &#039;&#039;Delilah&#039;&#039;. I&#039;ll bring her home.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; I had my suspicions.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; (to Anatole) But I don&#039;t want a thing to happen to you. What&#039;d you do somethin&#039; so damned stupid for?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; Well, I … &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anatole trades looking appalled for uncomfortable. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; Gambling?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; (insulted) I am not a gambler, sir. But you know I have to dress appropriately and … bring gifts to those I care about. And such. A certain lifestyle requires a certain maintenance. It&#039;s not easy.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; (exasperated sigh) You can have the baubles and trinkets back if that will help pay you out.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; Ah, well … (considers it) … I&#039;m not sure those specific ones would help very much. Um, perhaps if I might—if you would just walk with me to a taxi or something? And perhaps I could get a head start, or something, on those gentlemen.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; Now that I can do.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; Get up and pull my chair out so I can stick my arm in yours.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anatole does that and pats Rachel&#039;s hand.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; Shall we go?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The couple leaves with as much dignity as possible. Not rushing out, no, but not lingering either. For his part, Valentine hangs back long enough to see if the Triad makes a move. They do, moving to surround the couple. Valentine smoothly inserts himself into the group.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; Gentlemen.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Triad Goon:&#039;&#039;&#039; Good day to you. Our business is not with you. Our business is with Mr. Chang.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; (evenly) That is true.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; (undertone) Lord Morrow, actually.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; (undertone to Anatole) Shut your mouth.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anatole keeps talking. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; Genetlemen, they&#039;re just taking me to where I can get the assets that I need to … deal with your boss.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Triad Goon:&#039;&#039;&#039; Then we will go with you. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; There&#039;s really not enough room in a cab … &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Valentine subtly nudges Rachel for the door. Anatole keeps digging himself deeper into—erm, talking business—with the businessmen.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; So … We&#039;ll go in the first cab and you can follow in the second cab.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; There&#039;s always room. It&#039;s amazing how tiny and bitzy they are.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; I don&#039;t know. They seem pretty big to me.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Valentine gets them on the street outside and they start walking. The Triad goons make no move to grab them but follow in that leisurely, menacing &#039;&#039;we-can-kill-you-anytime-we-want-to&#039;&#039; sort of way. Valentine gauges them with an experienced eye, pegging them as lower-ranking thugs in the Triad hierarchy. Apparently Lord Morrow doesn&#039;t rate a Lieutenant to take care of him. That might bode well for Anatole.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Probably.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; (quietly) So Anatole … how much do you owe them?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; Ohhh … Well, I suppose there&#039;s—are we just counting credits? Or are we counting platinum …?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; Well, yeah. That&#039;s about the way we count these things.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; … With Interest. So that&#039;s … (figures) …Seven … hundred and … fifty, thereabouts?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; Seven hundred and fifty in platinum and credits? Are you out&#039;a your everlovin&#039; mind?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; (miffed) Well, it didn&#039;t &#039;&#039;start off&#039;&#039; that much. But then, eventually …&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; You were just playing the slots a little and you kept not winning. I understand the hole you&#039;re in but, trust me, I&#039;ve heard that particular story more times than I can count. It always starts small and ends large and usually with somebody&#039;s painful end.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; I just needed to get into this one party and once I&#039;d made the contacts, had there not been an unfortunate acciden—&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; Right, right. If you&#039;d just had that one big score, you never would have had to worry about it.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As the floor manager of the Golden Dragon Casino on Paquin, Valentine&#039;s heard just about every version of that story there is.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; So Valentine, could you help us get him out of this somehow? How do you know so much about gamblin&#039;? (narrowly) You weren&#039;t a gambler, were you?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; This is not the time for that.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; There&#039;s always time for a little motherly advice. I wouldn&#039;t get into gamblin&#039; if I were you.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Thoroughly fed up, Valentine turns right around and approaches the Triad goons following them.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; Look. She hasn&#039;t signed the contract yet. And I am pretty sure that Ms. Han Chin is going to be unhappy if you destroy him before she&#039;s had a chance to make a decision. Because I&#039;m pretty sure if you beat him up in her presence, she&#039;s &#039;&#039;not&#039;&#039; going to sign. And then he&#039;s not going to have any money. &#039;&#039;She&#039;&#039; wants the money. He&#039;s not going anywhere. He doesn&#039;t have the &#039;&#039;money&#039;&#039; to go anywhere.  You&#039;re just going to have to wait.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Valentine can see they&#039;re having trouble wrapping their brains around his argument. In fact, they don&#039;t even seem to know who&#039;s in charge of their little three-man party. They back down, just the tiniest bit, and Valentine knows he has them. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; I would suggest you take this back to Ms. Han Chin. He&#039;s not going anywhere and I&#039;m sure she will have some instructions for you about how to handle it.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The goons make up their collective minds and back off, likely to go somewhere they feel more comfortable to make a phone call for further instructions. Valentine stands his ground and watches them retreat. When they&#039;re out of sight, he flags a cab. Anatole wastes no time getting inside it. Valentine nails him with a look.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; I suggest you beg, borrow, or steal a flight off of this rock as best you can.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; As it just so happens … Well, I don&#039;t want to impose any more than I already have—&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; (steely) I wasn&#039;t offering.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; Anson&#039;s World, you say? It sounds like a nice place.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; Is it close to your property, darlin&#039;?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; My property is all gone. I actually live over a tea shop. My coat of arms is actually an overstuffed chair. I&#039;m a sham of my once-proud family … and now all we are, I&#039;m afraid …&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; Surely you must have something you can sell.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anatole looks on the verge of tears … or on the verge of another spiel.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; But on Anson&#039;s World I can get a new start! I have skills, right? I can lead. And manage … things, fairly well.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; Like what you did back there? You can&#039;t.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; I don&#039;t have to get involved with those sorts of ruffians, I can—&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; Honestly, all you&#039;re really good at is arm candy.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; Technically I wasn&#039;t actually offering &#039;&#039;my&#039;&#039; ship to you. I want to get that out front.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; But you did encourage me to beg. Is that not true?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; That is indeed true. I cannot deny that statement.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; Is there a better ship taking me on the begging and borrowing alone?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; Having looked at &#039;&#039;Delilah&#039;&#039; I have to admit your station in life pretty much fits the ship&#039;s station in life.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; (quickly) Spoken like a gentleman, sir. We have an agreement, then?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Rachel:&#039;&#039;&#039; Don&#039;t be knockin &#039;&#039;Lilah&#039;&#039;!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Presented with two battles, Valentine picks the one he&#039;s most likely to win. He nods at Anatole.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; Yes.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; Thank you.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Valentine:&#039;&#039;&#039; I don&#039;t promise where you&#039;re going to sleep on the ship because I … (shuts up)&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Anatole:&#039;&#039;&#039; (waves it off) I don&#039;t have that much to bring on the ship.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Spoken like a gentleman, sir. Valentine accepts the solid Anatole just handed him. Cuz, Lord, &#039;&#039;never&#039;&#039; insult a ship in her pilot&#039;s hearing. That&#039;s just askin&#039; for a world of trouble and Valentine reckons he&#039;s got enough trouble already. The cab ride to the docks is uneventful. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Grace_Tian&amp;diff=260709</id>
		<title>Grace Tian</title>
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		<updated>2014-03-13T14:00:02Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: &lt;/p&gt;
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Theme=&amp;quot;Oblivion,&amp;quot; M83 |&lt;br /&gt;
actor=Teryl Rothery|&lt;br /&gt;
Full Name= Grace Tian Serena&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;(Western: Tian Serena Grace)|                &lt;br /&gt;
Identity= Core Citizen|&lt;br /&gt;
Aliases= N/A|&lt;br /&gt;
Age=50|&lt;br /&gt;
Birthplace=Core|&lt;br /&gt;
FavoredWeapon=N/A|&lt;br /&gt;
PhysicalDie= D8|&lt;br /&gt;
MentalDie=D8|&lt;br /&gt;
SocialDie=D8|&lt;br /&gt;
Role=[[Firefly Distinctions#Veteran Doctor|&#039;&#039;&#039;Veteran Doctor&#039;&#039;&#039;]]|&lt;br /&gt;
Background=[[Firefly Distinctions#Treason Suspect|&#039;&#039;&#039;Treason Suspect&#039;&#039;&#039;]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;small&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Don&#039;t I Know You?:&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039; Get a Plot Point when you get a complication arising from Federal personnel&#039;s or aligned people&#039;s suspicions.&amp;lt;/small&amp;gt;|&lt;br /&gt;
Personality=[[Firefly Distinctions#Seeking Atonement|&#039;&#039;&#039;Seeking Atonement&#039;&#039;&#039;]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;small&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Nightmares:&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039; Start every Episode with an Exhausted d6 Complication. Step it up to reroll the dice on an Action. Once it exceeds d12, you are out until given medical treatment.&amp;lt;/small&amp;gt;|&lt;br /&gt;
Skills=Craft D4, DriveD4, Fight D4, Fix D4, Fly D4, Focus D8, Influence D8, Know D8 (Military Society d6), Labor D4, Move D6, Notice D8, Operate D4, Perform D4, Shoot D6, Sneak D8, Survive D4, Throw D4, Treat D12 (Trauma Medicine d6), Trick D6|&lt;br /&gt;
SigAssets= Clinic in a Can D8, Academy Med Bag D8|&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Background&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
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Raised in an upper-middle-class family on Ariel, Tian -- one of four children -- was a cheerful child and a bright student. She showed talent early on for maths and sciences, a situation that her teachers noted and nurtured. By the time secondary school came around, Tian was excelling in her courses and received a scholarship to university as well as another to medical school from the Alliance Navy. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Image:DavidSpencer.jpg|100px|thumbnail|left|David Spencer]] It was at university that Tian met and fell in love with Daniel Spencer. He too was at university on a scholarship from the navy, although his specialty was computers. They were married during Tian&#039;s second year in medical school and while she did her residency on Osiris, Danny was off in the Black. When her residency was over Tian was assigned to the naval hospital at High Gate. When the first U-War broke out, Tian was pregnant with their son David. She was sent back to a base in White Sun, where she served at the naval hospital and lived with David (and Danny, when he could get leave time). Danny was killed near the end of the war, leaving Tian to raise David by herself.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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She chose at that time to remain in the navy, helping soldiers recover from injuries and go home to their own loved ones as a way to both honor and grieve for her husband. She continued in what amounted to a reasonably &#039;normal&#039; life, raising her son, getting him off to college and watching with pride as he took his own oath and joined the navy. When the second U-War began, Tian was assigned to Vandenburg&#039;s hospital, placed on the short list for Captain and groomed to take over the running of the base&#039;s hospital.&lt;br /&gt;
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All that changed when the Independents took Boros. Tian evacuated all the patients and staff who could get out when the call came but she volunteered herself to stay and take care of those who couldn&#039;t be moved. Several of her staff also remained. They were held at Vandenburg for nearly three months, treated well enough in that time, and for Tian it changed the way she saw certain things. She struggled with her feelings about the planetary bombardment of a civilian population, the soldier and the doctor within her at war over the how and why of those actions, the rightness of them. After being traded back to the Alliance in a prisoner trade, she found herself unable to reconcile what happened in her own head. In addition to facing possible actions from the military (she should have tried to escape, etc.) she was also facing a medical review board (which cleared her of all actions on that front) and a bit of a crisis of faith. After seeing posters for the Interplanetary Restoration Program, Tian finally came to the decision that she could be more help out there than she really could in White Sun and chose to put in her retirement papers.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Physical Appearance&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Image:Tian.jpeg|150px|left]] &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She is a petite woman, perhaps all of 5&#039;2 in her stocking feet though that&#039;s hard to tell because always wears sturdy shoes with at least a two-inch heel. She carries herself with the subtle kind of authority and calm demeanor that comes of a lifetime of military and hospital service, deep brown eyes alert and aware of the area around her without seeming overly anxious about it. She has dark brown hair streaked with subtle shades of blonde and red that she wears in a short style that would be severe if it weren&#039;t for the wisps that play around her face and seems to be a quiet woman with a ready smile and a sparkle to her brown eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Psychological Profile&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
Tian is a compassionate woman who knows how to temper her empathy with pragmatism. She is a consummate professional when it comes to her medical skills, but beneath that cool exterior she is a generally happy person who enjoys life. It has always been clear too that her son comes first. She is a loving albeit somewhat strict parent, and she is proud of her son for choosing to follow in his father&#039;s footsteps. Having lost her husband in the first U-War, Tian could have become bitter and left military service but instead she was driven to keep other families from suffering the kind of loss that she and her son faced and continued on in the Alliance Navy, taking care of every soldier who came under her care not just with professional courtesy but genuine kindness.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Notes from the files of psychologist Cmdr. Ian Rothschild:&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Report Entered into Alliance Navy Medical Service Records&lt;br /&gt;
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Patient: Lt. Cmdr Grace Tian, MD&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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After a full six-week required course of treatment, I find the following:&lt;br /&gt;
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1) Dr. Grace is suffering mild anxiety and post-traumatic stress that I would expect to see in any of our soldiers returning from battle. She is coping with nightmares of the navy&#039;s retreat from Vandenburg and also reports flashback bad dreams of her husband&#039;s death in the U-War but is dealing with them in a healthy manner consistent with her personality. Her time in captivity with the enemy was, by her own accounts and those of personnel who were with her at the time, respectful and polite. She has no unmanageable trauma from her time as a POW.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
2) Although she is reluctant to speak on the matter, Dr. Grace has begun to show signs of questioning the decisions made by superiors. Her demeanor remains at all times professional when speaking of her ordeal, but there are times when she speaks of patients she treated or particular situations on the ground wherein there is a shift in tone, a dilation of the eyes. She is forthright on the matter of her own decisions -- she remained at Vandenburg to continue to care for Alliance personnel who could not be evacuated and takes pride in that choice.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
At this time, Dr. Grace is being released from care and cleared to resume her usual duties. It is my recommendation, however, that she be observed at regular intervals and any actions that deviate from the norm followed up. It is difficult to determine whether she has been compromised by her time as a POW or if she is merely reacting with empathy to the injuries and deaths she has witnessed. Because her job does not bring her into contact with classified materials, I do not believe full surveillance is required but there is an undercurrent to her responses that bears watching.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Lowering of the Colors]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Folding the Flag]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Return to [[Delilah_Crew|the Crew]] Page&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Folding_the_Flag&amp;diff=260708</id>
		<title>Folding the Flag</title>
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		<updated>2014-03-13T13:55:06Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;“Mom!”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Her son’s voice resounding through the house from downstairs brought Tian’s head whipping around toward her bedroom door. “David?” she called in an alarmed tone.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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She met him halfway down the flight of stairs, his position two steps lower bringing them almost eye to eye, and even as she reached him the young man put his hands on her shoulders. “Mom, what in the gorram world are you doing?” He searched her face with worried hazel eyes.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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She’d hoped to tell him herself. Damn the base’s grapevine. Putting her hand on her son’s cheek she offered a smile. “Retiring,” she said simply. “Come downstairs, have some coffee.” With a gentle nudge for him to precede her down the stairs, Tian followed him and they made their way to the kitchen.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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“WHY are you retiring? I thought you loved what you do,” David asked quietly. He was clearly struggling with the sudden shift in his parent.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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“I do love what I do,” Tian said patiently. “But I can’t, in good conscience, keep doing it for the Alliance navy, David.” &#039;&#039;Not that they&#039;d let me anyway&#039;&#039;, she thought bitterly. She knew a scapegoating when she saw one.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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He settled into a stool at the counter and went still, watching her with wary eyes as she fixed their drinks. “What are you saying?” he queried in a tight voice. &#039;&#039;Oh, maaaan… are they right? Is she an Indy traitor?&#039;&#039; D avidcould feel the panic starting in his stomach.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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“I’m saying the same thing I said to you when I got back,” Tian replied in her calm tone, settling onto the stool next to him. “What I saw out there was horrifying. What we did to a bunch of civilians during our retreat… was not acceptable. I can’t continue to wear the uniform right now. I am… unhappy… with the way things are being run, and the most important part of being a soldier is to believe absolutely that you are doing the right thing. That you are fighting for the right reasons. I don’t know if I believe that anymore.” God help her, she knew her words sounded like sedition, but she&#039;d already set her course.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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To say David was floored was perhaps an overstatement but not by much. His mother had been in the Alliance navy his whole life. His father had died in the uniform during the first U-War. And David himself had gone on to become a soldier as well. To hear his mother’s words made him afraid for her. &#039;&#039;Unreal! They broke her. Oh God…&#039;&#039; “Mom, this is crazy,” he said softly, reaching for her hand to squeeze it. “You know that, right? You were a captive for months. I know they treated you well, but you… you can’t tell me that just three months with a bunch of Independents has changed your entire viewpoint!”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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“Of course not!” Tian objected, wishing that her son didn&#039;t believe that of her. But she had to protect him too. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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“Then what?” he demanded, his eyes intent. “You have to see that what you’re doing is just… confirming it. They already think you’re compromised!”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;No kidding, son.&#039;&#039; “No, David. But this has shaken my belief in the military’s actions, and I can’t continue to support those. Those people on the Border and the Rim… THEY are our people too! And with this plague still running rampant, frankly… I feel that I can do more good out there than I can here in the Core right now.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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“You’ve lost. Your. Mind!” David released her hand and dragged both of his hands through his dark hair, climbing off the stool to pace his mother’s living room. “How could you do this? How can you just turn your back on a 20-plus year career?! How can you disgrace us like this? How can you turn traitor, Mom? Do you know what this is going to do to me?”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Tian’s back teeth clenched tight and she couldn’t unlock her jaw to make a response in the sudden wave of fury that passed over her. &#039;&#039;If only you had a clue that I&#039;m doing this as much to &#039;&#039;&#039;protect&#039;&#039;&#039; you as anything else.&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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“Do you even care?? How can you turn your back on everything you raised me to believe?” David demanded, turning to her with a look of combined fear and anger. “What the gorram hell did they do to you out there?”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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It was that look of despair and confusion that hurt but Tian rolled her eyes. “Wow. I forgot how dramatic you can get, son,” she replied, forcing an amused smile to her lips. “I’m not turning my back on the Alliance, David. I’m not a traitor. I’ve been a soldier longer than you’ve been alive. Your father and I both believed in what the Alliance stands for. Questioning decisions that the leadership makes does not make me a traitor. Quite the contrary, in fact. I cannot and will not act against the Alliance, I have not changed sides or anything so crazy.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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She paused. “But I’m already up before review boards with the navy. It’s highly probable that they’re going to--&#039;&#039;at best&#039;&#039;--discharge me. By putting in my retirement papers now I am saving myself a bit of disgrace--at least on paper.” She hoped. The innuendo, she could live with, as long as it didn&#039;t touch David. “If I’m out by the time they get their heads out of their arses, the most they can do is put a censure in my record for not attempting to escape.” Maybe. Truth be told, Tian wasn’t entirely sure what they might decide to do to her, but she was hoping this move would mitigate the trouble facing her son.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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David continued to pace and he shook his head. “You have a great advocate, fight this,” he insisted. &amp;quot;Prove your innocence!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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“Son,” Tian said gently, “I don’t want to fight them.&amp;quot; She couldn&#039;t win and she knew it. The court of public opinion was already turning against her. &amp;quot;I want to get out of the navy and I want to go back out there and help those people. They didn’t deserve what happened to them.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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“You’re going out on the Rim?!” David demanded, flabbergasted. He put his hands on his hips in impotent fury as he paced. &#039;&#039;Who are you and what the hell have you done with my mother??&#039;&#039; “Tai-kong suo-yo duh shing-chiou sai-jin wuh duh pee-goo!”* &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Both of Tian’s eyebrows shot to her hairline. “You kiss your mother with that mouth?” she retorted, struggling to hide laughter.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Her son had the grace to look abashed. “Isn’t there anything I can do to change your mind?” he asked desperately. “I can’t … the idea of you out there on the Rim with no back-up, Mom, makes the hair on the back of my neck stand up.” David grimaced, coming to a stop in front of his mother. He had almost a full foot on her in height, but she always seemed so much taller with her take-charge personality.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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“Nothing,” she confirmed. “I have to follow my conscience. Look, you’re acting like you’re the parent and I’m the kid about to go off into the Verse alone, David. Give me a little credit here, will you? This isn’t my first time around the block.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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He sighed. “I know.” When she gave him The Look, David rolled his eyes and insisted, “I know! It just makes me crazy to think of you out there without a combat unit at your back, that’s all.” He hated that he was starting to believe that they were right... that maybe his mother HAD turned out there. Even if she&#039;d helped them, though... maybe it was because they&#039;d tricked her. His brain was spinning millions of miles a minute trying to come up with scenarios that he could live with.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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“Well, now you know how I feel even when you do have a combat unit at your back,” Tian retorted. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Reaching up to pull her son in and hug him tightly, her heart ached. He wasn’t her baby anymore. He was a grown man with his own strongly held beliefs. &#039;&#039;You’d be so gorram proud of him, Danny.&#039;&#039; One hand cradled the back of his head as she’d done when he was a child and when he gently pulled away, leaving a kiss on her cheek as he did so, she smiled up at him. “I’ll be fine,” she assured him. “I’ll Wave every chance I get. You just make sure to keep your head down. I don&#039;t want what&#039;s happening to me to make it worse for you. So if you don&#039;t hear from me for a while, don&#039;t panic, okay?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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He didn&#039;t like that at all. David searched her face, clearly still uncertain of her. &#039;&#039;What are you DOING? I&#039;m so scared for you. I don&#039;t want to believe them. Please tell me something to make all of their accusations not true.&#039;&#039; &amp;quot;I love you, Mom.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Tian smiled at him, her dark eyes intent. &amp;quot;I love you more than my life, David.&amp;quot; She bit her lip and then said quietly, &amp;quot;And you tell them whatever you need to, son. Make sure they know where your loyalties are.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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His jaw clenched as she gave him permission to essentially turn her in for her seditious words of earlier. &amp;quot;I&#039;ll be fine, Mom. You just... watch your back out there. Please.&amp;quot; He didn&#039;t know what else to say, so instead of saying anything he helped her pack, all the while wondering if his mother was losing her mind.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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* - Shove all the planets in the Universe up my ass!, according to “Firefly’s 15 Best Uses of Chinese Profanity”&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Lowering_of_the_Colors&amp;diff=260707</id>
		<title>Lowering of the Colors</title>
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		<updated>2014-03-13T13:42:56Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: &lt;/p&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Scene: Boros - Alliance Military Hospital outside of Vandenburg&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;25 Aug 2523&#039;&#039;&#039; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;[Corresponds to Mutineers Episode 705]&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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She couldn’t sleep. Dr. Grace Tian was beyond exhausted and her job was nowhere near completed, but every time she closed her eyes she relived having to give the order. &#039;&#039;Triage based on severity. Take the severest ones that have a chance of survival directly to the trauma rooms and surgical bays. The ones with no chance… put them in the third ward, make them comfortable.&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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No doctor ever wanted to give that order, but military doctors in wartime had to make tough choices. She was no exception. She didn’t really have final say over who lived and who died… she only had final say over who would be treated and who would not. But she’d had only 3 trauma surgeons and 1 other ER doctor besides herself in the emergency center when the base was hit; resources had to be spent to save as many as possible.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Rolling over in her bunk, Tian buried her face in her pillow and cried. &#039;&#039;How many died on my orders today?&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-family: Times New Roman,  serif; font-size: 12pt; color: #660066;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;The summer had been so low-key. A number of ship battles fought in various parts of the system early on, patients coming in with mainly blast traumas. She&#039;d watched it begin to escalate into more terrorist-style attacks throughout the summer, though: IED injuries and gunshot wounds mostly. But tensions continued to rise; there was a sense of expectation in the air as the situation slowly worsened and then all hell broke loose and the powder keg that was Boros exploded. Word came down that the Governor&#039;s mansion was gearing up for rioters on the ground, but it was so much bigger. Enraged citizens and Independent Forces attacked Vandenburg itself. Alliance personnel in the hospital were warned told to respond with non-lethal force whenever possible, but the base was under-protected and its personnel spread thin on the ground; it was hit with a full-scale riot assault including aerial bombardment.&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-family: Times New Roman,  serif; font-size: 12pt; color: #660066;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;The scene in the trauma center was beyond chaos. Soldiers were being brought in a steady stream of ghastly, horrifying injuries, many of them well beyond any help that she or anyone else could offer. The uninjured (or semi-injured) soldiers were dropping off critically injured comrades and returning to the streets with grim expressions. Her emergency room was swamped and undermanned, completely overwhelmed handling the level of incoming wounded. The sounds of bomb blasts and screams could be heard even through the walls of the hospital itself. Comms were a thing of the past, and she was just stepping out of yet another dead soldier’s triage unit, stripping blood-stained gloves off her hands, when an Alliance soldier appeared at her elbow.&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-family: Times New Roman,  serif; font-size: 12pt; color: #660066;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;“Dr. Grace, we have to evacuate. A transport is being held. We have less than ten minutes to fall back and take anyone who is mobile with us.”&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-family: Times New Roman,  serif; font-size: 12pt; color: #660066;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;“Make the announcement,” she instructed. “Anyone able to travel needs to go. Anyone able to help other wounded move should do so.” She paused and her chin came up. “And I’m taking volunteers to remain behind with me.”&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-family: Times New Roman,  serif; font-size: 12pt; color: #660066;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;“What?” the lieutenant demanded sharply.&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-family: Times New Roman,  serif; font-size: 12pt; color: #660066;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;She gave the young man, who was probably not seeing his first combat but was clearly rattled by the scope of being in a full-fledged war, a stern look. “You heard me. Any medical personnel who are willing to stay are welcome to do so. We have a building full of critically wounded soldiers. I’m saving as many as I can.&amp;quot;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-family: Times New Roman,  serif; font-size: 12pt; color: #660066;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Yanking on a fresh pair of gloves and joining the nurses and medics meeting the incoming injured, Tian waded into the fray once more. There were bodies everywhere; the place looked like a cross between a food riot and a morgue though orderlies were doing their best to remove the dead and dying as fast as possible so the doctors could get to the living.&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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So much misery. There were few tears, for which she had an abstract moment in the middle of it all to be grateful. It was one reason she preferred working on soldiers: They weren’t prone to histrionics. But she remembered the feeling of being underwater, the whole hallway seeming a surreal nightmare.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
That was 42 hours ago. She’d been certain that when the hospital was overrun Alliance military personnel left behind would die. But she would die upholding her oath. Catching her breath, the sobs easing, Tian remembered that feeling of certainty. The knowledge that she would probably be dead soon and that what she was doing at that moment, saving lives, would probably be moot—rebel forces were bombing Boros to hell; they were unlikely to leave any stragglers alive.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And yet they did. They hadn’t threatened her or the other medical personnel who remained. They hadn’t even asked whether the injured would be accepted in the hospital. They had merely come. In droves. Soldiers carrying civilians, civilians bringing in soldiers from both sides, Independents carrying Alliance injured as well as their own. It hadn’t mattered. Her skeleton crew couldn’t help everyone, but they also had help from anyone and everyone who was injured but still mobile offering their own sometimes meager medical skills to assist where they could.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Thousands died; the wounded had to number in the hundreds of thousands if the number of people treated in her clinic were a representative sample. The task in front of her seemed never-ending. Every time she thought they’d finally reached a balance point more wounded and dying patients came through her door. She felt like the legendary Sisyphus.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Wiping at her tears to dry her face, Tian thought back on the past two days, on how the best in people had come out, at least in the hospital setting. And she felt the bitterness well up inside her once more as she thought of all her catatonic patients… and the realization that they’d not been hit by the Independents but by the Alliance—Chempliance was not a weapon the Independents were deploying. At the usual levels it was harmless, but at the levels dropped on Vandenburg.... she had catatonic patients she wasn&#039;t entirely sure were going to recover. And reports had come in throughout the day and night. The Independents hadn’t bombed Boros; the Alliance had done it themselves in a scorched-earth retreat, civilian casualties be damned.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She wasn’t sure how to live with the notion that her own government had taken such drastic measures. And for what? Blowing Ares and dropping scores of missiles onto Boros wasn’t going to deter the Independent movement. And Boros itself had always been a world divided—some were adamantly Independent while others supported the Alliance, working jobs in the orbiting shipyard or other such things. They’d all managed a sort of peace with one another, political ideologies aside. Until now at least.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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She fell into an uneasy sleep punctuated with dreams of the dying.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Over the next few weeks, Tian found her days falling into a routine. She slept some, got up and went to work. The Independent and civilian doctors welcomed her expertise and despite her status as a prisoner of war, she was treated well and given the freedom to move as she pleased around Vandenburg.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Those on Boros who had wanted independence seemed thrilled. But they were all in the same boat when it came to dealing with the aftermath of the Alliance retreat—war is waged by soldiers but the civilians are always the ones who have to pick up the mess. Tian and a team of nurses and medics made the rounds of the city once a week to help where they could as people looked for lost, dead, or wounded relatives. A dozen refugee camps at the edge of the city housed families huddled around fires built from scraps of their former lives. There were food and water shortages everywhere.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The days were long and the more she was out among the population, the angrier Tian became. NONE of these people deserved what the Alliance had done to Boros. She found herself more and more unwilling to align herself with the military uniform she’d worn with such pride for the past 20 years. Nearly three months went by before she heard anything at all. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Dr. Grace? Colonel Han would like to see you, ma’am.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tian looked up from where she was gently removing the stitches from a 7-year-old girl’s face and nodded. “Give me a few minutes to finish here, all right?”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The soldier nodded and waited for her. When she was finished she smiled at the girl and stripped off her gloves, holding up a small piece of hard candy with a flourish. “For your bravery, Candace.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The girl’s smile was shy but radiant when she took the candy and hopped off the bed. She peeked back over her shoulder and waved as she and her mother left the clinic. Tian washed her hands then followed the soldier escorting her to Han’s office.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Dr. Grace,” he greeted her mildly. Dismissing her escort with a nod, he gestured to the chair in front of his desk even as the door clicked shut behind her. “You’re going home, doctor.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The words created an odd sense of unreality and Tian stared at him. She could feel the blood rush out of her face and her knees went wobbly. Lowering herself to sit in the chair he’d proffered, she struggled with a tightening in her throat.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Han looked concerned. “Are you all right, Dr. Grace?”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Waving aside his query, Tian asked with dignity, “When?”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“There is a POW exchange in four days’ time,” Han told her quietly, dark eyes narrowed on her face. “Your name as well as those of the nurses and the doctor that remained here with you are on the list.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She swallowed hard.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Doctor…. Tian,” Han said, leaning forward on his elbows, “what’s wrong? I can see that this is not welcome news. I thought you’d be glad to be going back to the Core.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tian hesitated and looked down at her hands, clasped so tightly in her lap that her knuckles were white. “Of course I am, Colonel. It was merely a shock. I will make sure the others are notified.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“C’mon,” he scoffed gently. “You’ve only worked for us here for three months, but even I can see that there’s a problem. What is it, Tian? Talk to me, maybe I can help.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She looked up at him and said baldly, “My first duty as an Alliance navy officer is to escape, you know.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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He frowned and leaned back in his chair. “So you think because you didn’t…. what? That you’ll be tried for dereliction of duty or something? That you’ll face sanctions because you opted to stay behind and help us?”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Tian pulled in a deep breath and held it in her lungs. “Part of me is definitely expecting something of the sort, Colonel, yes,” she admitted softly.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Han studied her with a shrewd expression. “So what would you like me to do, doctor?”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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“Nothing at all, Colonel,” Tian replied mildly. “I will do my duty, just as I have always done.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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He simply nodded and said quietly, “Then you’re free to go back about your business until the trade. You’ll board a transport to the Core in three days.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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“Thank you, Colonel.” Tian stood, her poise stiffly in place, and paused at the door when he spoke to her back.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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“Dr. Grace? I hope that they aren’t so stupid as to punish you for being a gorram good doctor and following your conscience. Your help here has been invaluable.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Tian merely nodded silently. &#039;&#039;And that in and of itself may be my downfall when I get back. If it’s not, sir… you may be seeing me again.&#039;&#039;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Folding_the_Flag&amp;diff=260424</id>
		<title>Folding the Flag</title>
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		<updated>2014-03-09T16:43:56Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: Created page with &amp;quot;“Mom!”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;  Her son’s voice resounding through the house from downstairs brought Tian’s head whipping around toward her bedroom door. “David?” she called in an ala...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;“Mom!”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Her son’s voice resounding through the house from downstairs brought Tian’s head whipping around toward her bedroom door. “David?” she called in an alarmed tone.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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She met him halfway down the flight of stairs, his position two steps lower bringing them almost eye to eye, and even as she reached him the young man put his hands on her shoulders. “Mom, what in the gorram world are you doing?” He searched her face with worried hazel eyes.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She’d hoped to tell him herself. Damn the base’s grapevine. Putting her hand on her son’s cheek she offered a smile. “Retiring,” she said simply. “Come downstairs, have some coffee.” With a gentle nudge for him to precede her down the stairs, Tian followed him and they made their way to the kitchen.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“WHY are you retiring? I thought you loved what you do,” David asked quietly. He was clearly struggling with the sudden shift in his parent.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“I do love what I do,” Tian said patiently. “But I can’t, in good conscience, keep doing it for the Alliance navy, David.” &#039;&#039;Not that they&#039;d let me anyway&#039;&#039;, she thought bitterly. She knew a scapegoating when she saw one.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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He settled into a stool at the counter and went still, watching her with wary eyes as she fixed their drinks. “What are you saying?” he queried in a tight voice. &#039;&#039;Oh, maaaan… are they right? Is she an Indy traitor?&#039;&#039; D avidcould feel the panic starting in his stomach.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“I’m saying the same thing I said to you when I got back,” Tian replied in her calm tone, settling onto the stool next to him. “What I saw out there was horrifying. What we did to a bunch of civilians during our retreat… was not acceptable. I can’t continue to wear the uniform right now. I am… unhappy… with the way things are being run, and the most important part of being a soldier is to believe absolutely that you are doing the right thing. That you are fighting for the right reasons. I don’t know if I believe that anymore.” God help her, she knew her words sounded like sedition, but she&#039;d already set her course.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
To say David was floored was perhaps an overstatement but not by much. His mother had been in the Alliance navy his whole life. His father had died in the uniform during the first U-War. And David himself had gone on to become a soldier as well. To hear his mother’s words made him afraid for her. &#039;&#039;Unreal! They broke her. Oh God…&#039;&#039; “Mom, this is crazy,” he said softly, reaching for her hand to squeeze it. “You know that, right? You were a captive for months. I know they treated you well, but you… you can’t tell me that just three months with a bunch of Independents has changed your entire viewpoint!”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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“Of course not!” Tian objected, wishing that her son didn&#039;t believe that of her. But she had to protect him too. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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“Then what?” he demanded, his eyes intent. “You have to see that what you’re doing is just… confirming it. They already think you’re compromised!”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;No kidding, son.&#039;&#039; “No, David. But this has shaken my belief in the military’s actions, and I can’t continue to support those. Those people on the Border and the Rim… THEY are our people too! And with this plague still running rampant, frankly… I feel that I can do more good out there than I can here in the Core right now.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“You’re going back out to the Rim!? You’ve lost. Your. Mind!” David released her hand and dragged both of his hands through his dark hair, climbing off the stool to pace his mother’s living room. “How could you do this? How can you just turn your back on a 20-plus year career?! How can you disgrace us like this? How can you turn traitor, Mom? Do you know what this is going to do to me?”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tian’s back teeth clenched tight and she couldn’t unlock her jaw to make a response in the sudden wave of fury that passed over her. &#039;&#039;If only you had a clue that I&#039;m doing this as much to &#039;&#039;&#039;protect&#039;&#039;&#039; you as anything else.&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Do you even care?? How can you turn your back on everything you raised me to believe?” David demanded, turning to her with a look of combined fear and anger. “What the gorram hell did they do to you out there?”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It was that look of despair and confusion that hurt but Tian rolled her eyes. “Wow. I forgot how dramatic you can get, son,” she replied, forcing an amused smile to her lips. “I’m not turning my back on the Alliance, David. I’m not a traitor. I’ve been a soldier longer than you’ve been alive. Your father and I both believed in what the Alliance stands for. Questioning decisions that the leadership makes does not make me a traitor. Quite the contrary, in fact. I cannot and will not act against the Alliance, I have not changed sides or anything so crazy.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She paused. “But I’m already up before review boards with the navy. It’s highly probable that they’re going to--&#039;&#039;at best&#039;&#039;--discharge me. By putting in my retirement papers now I am saving myself a bit of disgrace--at least on paper.” She hoped. The innuendo, she could live with, as long as it didn&#039;t touch David. “If I’m out by the time they get their heads out of their arses, the most they can do is put a censure in my record for not attempting to escape.” Maybe. Truth be told, Tian wasn’t entirely sure what they might decide to do to her, but she was hoping this move would mitigate the trouble facing her son.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
David continued to pace and he shook his head. “You have a great advocate, fight this,” he insisted. &amp;quot;Prove your innocence!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Son,” Tian said gently, “I don’t want to fight them.&amp;quot; She couldn&#039;t win and she knew it. The court of public opinion was already turning against her. &amp;quot;I want to get out of the navy and I want to go back out there and help those people. They didn’t deserve what happened to them.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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“You’re going out on the Rim?!” David demanded, flabbergasted. He put his hands on his hips in impotent fury as he paced. &#039;&#039;Who are you and what the hell have you done with my mother??&#039;&#039; “Tai-kong suo-yo duh shing-chiou sai-jin wuh duh pee-goo!”* &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Both of Tian’s eyebrows shot to her hairline. “You kiss your mother with that mouth?” she retorted, struggling to hide laughter.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Her son had the grace to look abashed. “Isn’t there anything I can do to change your mind?” he asked desperately. “I can’t … the idea of you out there on the Rim with no back-up, Mom, makes the hair on the back of my neck stand up.” David grimaced, coming to a stop in front of his mother. He had almost a full foot on her in height, but she always seemed so much taller with her take-charge personality.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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“Nothing,” she confirmed. “I have to follow my conscience. Look, you’re acting like you’re the parent and I’m the kid about to go off into the Verse alone, David. Give me a little credit here, will you? This isn’t my first time around the block.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He sighed. “I know.” When she gave him The Look, David rolled his eyes and insisted, “I know! It just makes me crazy to think of you out there without a combat unit at your back, that’s all.” He hated that he was starting to believe that they were right... that maybe his mother HAD turned out there. Even if she&#039;d helped them, though... maybe it was because they&#039;d tricked her. His brain was spinning millions of miles a minute trying to come up with scenarios that he could live with.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Well, now you know how I feel even when you do have a combat unit at your back,” Tian retorted. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Reaching up to pull her son in and hug him tightly, her heart ached. He wasn’t her baby anymore. He was a grown man with his own strongly held beliefs. &#039;&#039;You’d be so gorram proud of him, Danny.&#039;&#039; One hand cradled the back of his head as she’d done when he was a child and when he gently pulled away, leaving a kiss on her cheek as he did so, she smiled up at him. “I’ll be fine,” she assured him. “I’ll Wave every chance I get. You just make sure to keep your head down. I don&#039;t want what&#039;s happening to me to make it worse for you. So if you don&#039;t hear from me for a while, don&#039;t panic, okay?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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He didn&#039;t like that at all. David searched her face, clearly still uncertain of her. &#039;&#039;What are you DOING? I&#039;m so scared for you. I don&#039;t want to believe them. Please tell me something to make all of their accusations not true.&#039;&#039; &amp;quot;I love you, Mom.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tian smiled at him, her dark eyes intent. &amp;quot;I love you more than my life, David.&amp;quot; She bit her lip and then said quietly, &amp;quot;And you tell them whatever you need to, son. Make sure they know where your loyalties are.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
His jaw clenched as she gave him permission to essentially turn her in for her seditious words of earlier. &amp;quot;I&#039;ll be fine, Mom. You just... watch your back out there. Please.&amp;quot; He didn&#039;t know what else to say, so instead of saying anything he helped her pack, all the while wondering if his mother was losing her mind.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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* - Shove all the planets in the Universe up my ass!, according to “Firefly’s 15 Best Uses of Chinese Profanity”&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Salute_the_Colors&amp;diff=260423</id>
		<title>Salute the Colors</title>
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		<updated>2014-03-09T16:17:47Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: Created page with &amp;quot;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Location: IAV Magellan&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;  The Tohoku class cruiser was built to impress, it resembled a massive castle, bot on a scale bigger than any sky scrapper could be on a world...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Location: IAV Magellan&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The Tohoku class cruiser was built to impress, it resembled a massive castle, bot on a scale bigger than any sky scrapper could be on a world, where gravity held builders in check. In space, there was no such limit. It is possible that it was just a convenient place to have an exit meeting. Or perhaps they wanted to give Tian a message. She was made to wait a bit longer than usual, and the sailors and soldiers who walked by seemed to sense that despite her uniform, she was an outsider. They didn’t meet her gaze, they didn’t even acknowledge her presence. Then a young man in civilian clothes walked confidently down the hall, his hands in the pockets of his leather jacket unencumbered by the navy’s usual sense of needing to be purposeful in every moment. He walked past her, then stopped a few paces beyond her, and stopped and walked back to her with a puzzled look on his face.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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“Dr Grace? Lt. Cmdr. Grace Tian?” He seemed surprised by her appearance, or was he mocking her? “I’m Chris Christian.. You can call me ‘CC’. I am with ANSI. They were supposed to show you right up. Hey I am sorry about that. Come on up, we can take the express lift.” He led her away from the busy shuttle station down a small corridor to a small trapezoidal door, he waved his hand over a scanner and the door opened up. The lift was small with room for maybe four people with two angled floor to ceiling windows looking out over the exterior of the ship. He directed her in and followed her inside. They were closer than comfortable. He gazed out at the ship casually.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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“I have mixed feelings about this thing. All ceramics and glass. It flies everywhere in the Verse and inside we can pretend that everywhere is like this. But it isn’t is it?”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The lift opened, they were near the top of the tower. He led here down a quiet corridor. The ships seemed even cleaner and more antiseptic here than down below. He led her to a small room with two chairs, and a small table. He pulled a smart screen out of his jacket and spread it on the table. “Have a seat, this should go quick, just a couple of formalities and we can finalize the separation.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;Hurry up and wait&#039; was not a new situation for her. She&#039;d brought along a small smart screen so that she could read while she waited, to all appearances poised and comfortable sitting in the seat that they told her to wait in. Dark eyes flickered upward when the civilian went past her and paused, and she carefully put her pad away when he spoke to her, standing politely to greet him. &amp;quot;Yes, I&#039;m Lt. Commander Grace. It&#039;s not a problem; everyone is busy,&amp;quot; Tian murmured as they made their way toward the lift and entered it.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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She stood facing the window, cautiously keeping enough space between them to maintain propriety despite the feeling of not having quite enough room to move. He didn&#039;t seem to require a verbal response to his query about pretending everything out there was like this so she opted not to give him one, merely offering a faint smile in reply. When they arrived at the interview room she paused on the threshold a moment, scanning it. But her demeanor remained calm and her tone quiet as she took her seat across from him and waited for whatever &#039;formalities&#039; he wished to address.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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“Looking at your service record, I don’t see any flags. So.. can I ask why the early separation?” He paused expectantly. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;As you can see from the record, I&#039;ve put in more than 20 years,&amp;quot; Tian says simply, clasping her hands together atop the table. She met his eyes directly. &amp;quot;My last tour was rather difficult, for all that I was treated well. After thinking it over, I decided that it was allowable to step back and take things a little easier.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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A number of images flash across his smart screen. “Yes.. I read about your time as a POW on Boros. That must have been tough for your Tian.” He slipped into the informal effortlessly.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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She seemed to take no offense at his familiarity, neither acknowledging it nor returning it. &amp;quot;War is always tough. On everyone,&amp;quot; Tian told him mildly. &amp;quot;I am grateful that we were treated respectfully and that at least some of the soldiers I remained behind to treat survived and were able to come home.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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“Yes the reports indicated that you seemed quite comfortable with the occupying forces. Do you recognize this gentleman?” He slid the smart screen across, showing a picture of Han Zhang, the commander of PDF on Boros.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Looking at the image, Tian nodded slightly. &amp;quot;I do. He was -- or still is, I suppose -- a Colonel in the PDF. He was the commander in charge of the hospital at Vandenburg after we were overrun.&amp;quot; She chose not to engage at the not-so-subtle dig into her comfort level, merely giving him the truth.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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“Yes. That was bit of an embarrassment. The brass are still aching from that. Those still around.” He joked. “So you didn’t know him personally? No communication?” He inquired.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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A single brow quirked slightly over her dark brows. &amp;quot;No, I&#039;d never met him before then. In the weeks that he oversaw the hospital I did come to know him somewhat; he showed genuine compassion for all the injured, both his own forces and ours. Since returning, I&#039;ve spoken with him several times. He has kept me up to date on some of the non-Alliance patients whose treatment I was overseeing.&amp;quot; There was a subtle tightening of her expression, but Tian kept her answers brief.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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He nodded acknowledging an answer he seemed to expect. “And these?” He tapped the screen and two groups of images floated on the screen, two sets of youngish looking people, both with looks of passion or drive on their faces. They not familiar to her. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Tian took her time with those images, tilting her head slightly and looking puzzled. Her dark eyes came back up to him and she shook her head. &amp;quot;They&#039;re not familiar to me, no. Should they be?&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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“Just checking.” He smiled “The ‘Battle of Boros’ has long been a puzzle to the strategists. How could  the Alliance commanders be taken by such surprise. Clearly the Independents had people on the inside. They were able to take down the comm-systems, surprise the fleet, even incite the populace too riot covering their attack. The Alliance has been wondering how they did it. Your Colonel Han is believed to be one of the architects of that attack.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Tian considered that intel for a long moment and then slowly nodded. &amp;quot;I suppose it wouldn&#039;t surprise me to learn that they had people on the inside, just as it wouldn&#039;t surprise me to learn that we&#039;d sent people to infiltrate their ranks,&amp;quot; she finally said, pursing her lips slightly. &amp;quot;I can&#039;t speak to anything about Colonel Han or his involvement with any of it, however -- my contact with him was limited to keeping him apprised of patients&#039; status and on the well-being of my staff.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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“So your official response, is that your relationship with Han was solely about medical operations? Is that your claim?” Christian leaned back a little. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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“I believe you, but I am not sure that story is going to work. You see, the idea of a highly sophisticated military force defeating our Alliance military intelligence with superior equipment and training, isn’t the narrative they want. No traitors selling out their people. That has a certain plausibility to it.” He tapped the screen again. Here a picture of Tian from a distance in a conversation with someone on a street corner. It wasn’t a place she recognized. “Can you tell me how often you met with Han before the attack?”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I believe I already answered that question, Mr. Christian,&amp;quot; Tian returned evenly. &amp;quot;I had never met nor had I even heard of Colonel Han before the day Vandenburg&#039;s hospital was taken.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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He smiled at her. “Okay. Well, what are your plans now Dr. Grace?” He had a satisfied smile that seemed both sincere and sinister. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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It was becoming clear to her that no matter what she said in this instance, she was likely damned. &amp;quot;At this time, I intend to spend a little time regrouping and resting. I enjoy practicing medicine and I expect that I&#039;ll start looking around to see where a good trauma doctor is needed,&amp;quot; Tian replied, her gaze still on the man before her.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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He rolled up the smart screen and tucked it in his pocket. “Well then, I am sure a Doctor of your talents will have no trouble finding rewarding work. If we have any further questions, you can be sure we’ll be in touch. As near as I can see there just isn’t enough hard evidence to pin any charges on you, and we wouldn’t want people to think the Alliance would hold people without due process. Innocent until proven guilty. You know.” He stood and offered his hand. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Moving to stand, Tian chose to leave his hand hanging there. In a cool tone she retorted, &amp;quot;I&#039;m sure if you have any further questions, my advocate will be happy to hear from you. Have a nice day, Mr. Christian.&amp;quot; She picked up her own datapad and her cover, offering him a brief nod before turning in a precision about-face maneuver and heading for the door with her shoulders squared and her chin high. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Refusing to give him the satisfaction of seeing her anger she fumed silently. &#039;&#039;You screwed the pooch and now you’re throwing me under the bus. Ni Ta Ma De, Guay Toh Guay Nown!&#039;&#039;* &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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She was damned if she didn’t retire, that was patently obvious. And now by retiring, she was damned too. Well, fine—it just made her decision that much easier.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;Grace Tian, are you the person to help the hopeless? Can you see yourself helping those who can’t help themselves? People on the Rim are suffering; the IRP needs your help to heal our people!&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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She left the building, returning home long enough to shed her uniform and change clothes, presenting herself and her papers to the local IRP office less than two hours later.&lt;br /&gt;
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* - Fuck you, conniving or scheming person, literally &amp;quot;ghost head and ghost brain.&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Sound_Retreat&amp;diff=260422</id>
		<title>Sound Retreat</title>
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		<updated>2014-03-09T16:11:50Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: Created page with &amp;quot;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;FOLLOWING RETURN:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;  Tian dragged a hand through her short hair tiredly as she walked down the hospital’s hallway. A glance at one of the numerous wall clocks explai...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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Tian dragged a hand through her short hair tiredly as she walked down the hospital’s hallway. A glance at one of the numerous wall clocks explained her exhaustion: She’d spent the past four hours facing a medical review board for her activities on Boros. But it was finally over and done with. The medical community had no problem with her actions on the Border, it was the military community that was going to be a pain in her … well, best not to think about that right now.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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A poster on the wall caught her eye when she rounded the corner toward the exit and she paused in her steps to study it a moment. &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Earn Community Service credit toward your requirements! The IRP needs volunteers! &amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Our ‘Verse is in desperate need. Our people need help, especially those who remain on the Border and the Rim. The Interplanetary Restoration Project is looking for able-bodied, talented individuals willing to take a tour of duty to the outer worlds. Wave us! We want to make a difference.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Tian huffed out a soft sound of disgust and resumed her path to the exit.&lt;br /&gt;
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“… Bastian, Mrs. Fielder in 302 needs an additional three days of antibiotics for that infection she’s got going on,” she instructed as she pulled her arms out of her lab coat.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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“Yes, Dr. Grace. Are you going to be checking in on Mr. Gunnar in 311 before you leave?”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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“Of course,” she replied with a smile. He was one of her favorite patients, an elderly veteran in what were probably his last months. Hanging her lab coat on the hook, she added, “I’ll be out of the office in the morning, Bastian, I have a meeting with the medical board tomorrow.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Bastian shot her a glance, his concern hidden behind his professional demeanor. “I’ll let the floor staff know, doctor.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Letting out a slow breath, Tian met his gaze. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Bastian.” She made her way out of the nurses’ station, her chin held high and her step measured as she walked to the elevator. The animated IRP poster on the wall caught her attention, its colorful message seeming meant for her personally.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Feeling at loose ends? Stuck in the bureaucracy? Need a new challenge? Looking for a way to make the Verse a better place? The IRP needs volunteers!&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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A flash of resentment shot through her. Was Big Brother watching her? Maybe she was just being paranoid. But just because you’re paranoid doesn’t mean they’re not out to get you, does it?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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“Code blue! Room 311, Code blue!” The call came in the middle of her lunch, but Tian was on her feet running in less than a moment. She had begun to see improvement in Mr. Gunnar’s health, had had hope that he might recover enough to at least move to a private facility for more comfortable long-term care.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Reaching the door to his room, she stepped past the nurse in the doorway to see Dr. Wong working on the patient’s chest and a young resident whose name escaped her standing by with the paddles.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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“One more time!” called Wong. “Clear!”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The whine of the machine was audible and when all hands were off Mr. Gunnar the resident released the current. The elderly man’s body jerked.&lt;br /&gt;
Tian held her breath, waiting to see if there would be a response, but Wong shook his head slowly. Regret marred his features and he said quietly, “Time of death, 1436 hours.” He looked toward the door, his jaw firming into a tight, disapproving line when he spotted her. “I’m sorry, Dr. Grace,” he said in a stiff tone, as if giving her those words somehow caused him stress, and stalked out of the room past her.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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She watched the resident and the nurse walk out of the room and moved slowly forward, pausing at the side of the bed to look down at him. Mr. Gunnar had been gruff at times but sweet too. A ridiculous flirt and a crotchety old fart all at once. An affectionate half-smile pulled one side of her mouth up. She reached down and gently brought his sheet up over his head, whispering, “I wish you peace.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Leaving the room, she realized yet another of the ubiquitous IRP posters hung on the wall just across from her. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Tired of feeling helpless? Stuck in a rut? Get the feeling your career is going nowhere? Skilled medics and doctors are at a premium out on the Border and the Rim. Wave the IRP! Save lives! We need you!&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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And as she walked down the hall toward her office, Wong’s attitude toward her solidified the niggling sensation in her stomach. She wasn’t doing much good here, but maybe out there….&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Grace_Tian&amp;diff=260421</id>
		<title>Grace Tian</title>
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		<updated>2014-03-09T16:06:39Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: &lt;/p&gt;
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Image=[[Image:Tian2.jpg|250x350px]]|&lt;br /&gt;
First=Pilot Episode|&lt;br /&gt;
Theme=&amp;quot;Oblivion,&amp;quot; M83 |&lt;br /&gt;
actor=Teryl Rothery|&lt;br /&gt;
Full Name= Grace Tian Serena&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;(Western: Tian Serena Grace)|                &lt;br /&gt;
Identity= Core Citizen|&lt;br /&gt;
Aliases= N/A|&lt;br /&gt;
Age=50|&lt;br /&gt;
Birthplace=Core|&lt;br /&gt;
FavoredWeapon=N/A|&lt;br /&gt;
PhysicalDie= D8|&lt;br /&gt;
MentalDie=D8|&lt;br /&gt;
SocialDie=D8|&lt;br /&gt;
Role=[[Firefly Distinctions#Veteran Doctor|&#039;&#039;&#039;Veteran Doctor&#039;&#039;&#039;]]|&lt;br /&gt;
Background=[[Firefly Distinctions#Treason Suspect|&#039;&#039;&#039;Treason Suspect&#039;&#039;&#039;]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;small&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Don&#039;t I Know You?:&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039; Get a Plot Point when you get a complication arising from Federal personnel&#039;s or aligned people&#039;s suspicions.&amp;lt;/small&amp;gt;|&lt;br /&gt;
Personality=[[Firefly Distinctions#Seeking Atonement|&#039;&#039;&#039;Seeking Atonement&#039;&#039;&#039;]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;small&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Nightmares:&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039; Start every Episode with an Exhausted d6 Complication. Step it up to reroll the dice on an Action. Once it exceeds d12, you are out until given medical treatment.&amp;lt;/small&amp;gt;|&lt;br /&gt;
Skills=Craft D4, DriveD4, Fight D4, Fix D4, Fly D4, Focus D8, Influence D8, Know D8 (Military Society d6), Labor D4, Move D6, Notice D8, Operate D4, Perform D4, Shoot D6, Sneak D8, Survive D4, Throw D4, Treat D12 (Trauma Medicine d6), Trick D6|&lt;br /&gt;
SigAssets= Clinic in a Can D8, Academy Med Bag D8|&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Background&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
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Raised in an upper-middle-class family on Ariel, Tian -- one of four children -- was a cheerful child and a bright student. She showed talent early on for maths and sciences, a situation that her teachers noted and nurtured. By the time secondary school came around, Tian was excelling in her courses and received a scholarship to university as well as another to medical school from the Alliance Navy. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Image:DavidSpencer.jpg|100px|thumbnail|left|David Spencer]] It was at university that Tian met and fell in love with Daniel Spencer. He too was at university on a scholarship from the navy, although his specialty was computers. They were married during Tian&#039;s second year in medical school and while she did her residency on Osiris, Danny was off in the Black. When her residency was over Tian was assigned to the naval hospital at High Gate. When the first U-War broke out, Tian was pregnant with their son David. She was sent back to a base in White Sun, where she served at the naval hospital and lived with David (and Danny, when he could get leave time). Danny was killed near the end of the war, leaving Tian to raise David by herself.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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She chose at that time to remain in the navy, helping soldiers recover from injuries and go home to their own loved ones as a way to both honor and grieve for her husband. She continued in what amounted to a reasonably &#039;normal&#039; life, raising her son, getting him off to college and watching with pride as he took his own oath and joined the navy. When the second U-War began, Tian was assigned to Vandenburg&#039;s hospital, placed on the short list for Captain and groomed to take over the running of the base&#039;s hospital.&lt;br /&gt;
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All that changed when the Independents took Boros. Tian evacuated all the patients and staff who could get out when the call came but she volunteered herself to stay and take care of those who couldn&#039;t be moved. Several of her staff also remained. They were held at Vandenburg for nearly three months, treated well enough in that time, and for Tian it changed the way she saw certain things. She struggled with her feelings about the planetary bombardment of a civilian population, the soldier and the doctor within her at war over the how and why of those actions, the rightness of them. After being traded back to the Alliance in a prisoner trade, she found herself unable to reconcile what happened in her own head. In addition to facing possible actions from the military (she should have tried to escape, etc.) she was also facing a medical review board (which cleared her of all actions on that front) and a bit of a crisis of faith. After seeing posters for the Interplanetary Restoration Program, Tian finally came to the decision that she could be more help out there than she really could in White Sun and chose to put in her retirement papers.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Physical Appearance&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Image:Tian.jpeg|150px|left]] &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She is a petite woman, perhaps all of 5&#039;2 in her stocking feet though that&#039;s hard to tell because always wears sturdy shoes with at least a two-inch heel. She carries herself with the subtle kind of authority and calm demeanor that comes of a lifetime of military and hospital service, deep brown eyes alert and aware of the area around her without seeming overly anxious about it. She has dark brown hair streaked with subtle shades of blonde and red that she wears in a short style that would be severe if it weren&#039;t for the wisps that play around her face and seems to be a quiet woman with a ready smile and a sparkle to her brown eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Psychological Profile&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
Tian is a compassionate woman who knows how to temper her empathy with pragmatism. She is a consummate professional when it comes to her medical skills, but beneath that cool exterior she is a generally happy person who enjoys life. It has always been clear too that her son comes first. She is a loving albeit somewhat strict parent, and she is proud of her son for choosing to follow in his father&#039;s footsteps. Having lost her husband in the first U-War, Tian could have become bitter and left military service but instead she was driven to keep other families from suffering the kind of loss that she and her son faced and continued on in the Alliance Navy, taking care of every soldier who came under her care not just with professional courtesy but genuine kindness.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Notes from the files of psychologist Cmdr. Ian Rothschild:&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Report Entered into Alliance Navy Medical Service Records&lt;br /&gt;
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Patient: Cmdr Tian Grace, MD&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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After a full six-week required course of treatment, I find the following:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
1) Dr. Grace is suffering mild anxiety and post-traumatic stress that I would expect to see in any of our soldiers returning from battle. She is coping with nightmares of the navy&#039;s retreat from Vandenburg and also reports flashback bad dreams of her husband&#039;s death in the U-War but is dealing with them in a healthy manner consistent with her personality. Her time in captivity with the enemy was, by her own accounts and those of personnel who were with her at the time, respectful and polite. She has no unmanageable trauma from her time as a POW.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
2) Although she is reluctant to speak on the matter, Dr. Grace has begun to show signs of questioning the decisions made by superiors. Her demeanor remains at all times professional when speaking of her ordeal, but there are times when she speaks of patients she treated or particular situations on the ground wherein there is a shift in tone, a dilation of the eyes. She is forthright on the matter of her own decisions -- she remained at Vandenburg to continue to care for Alliance personnel who could not be evacuated and takes pride in that choice.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
At this time, Dr. Grace is being released from care and cleared to resume her usual duties. It is my recommendation, however, that she be observed at regular intervals and any actions that deviate from the norm followed up. It is difficult to determine whether she has been compromised by her time as a POW or if she is merely reacting with empathy to the injuries and deaths she has witnessed. Because her job does not bring her into contact with classified materials, I do not believe full surveillance is required but there is an undercurrent to her responses that bears watching.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;RPs &amp;amp; Journal Entries&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Pre-Game&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Lowering of the Colors]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Sound Retreat]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Salute the Colors]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Folding the Flag]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Firefly-RPG|Return to Firefly-RPG]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Return to [[Delilah_Crew|the Crew]] Page&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Grace_Tian&amp;diff=260420</id>
		<title>Grace Tian</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Grace_Tian&amp;diff=260420"/>
		<updated>2014-03-09T15:53:10Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{FFChar|&lt;br /&gt;
CrewPosition=Grace Tian - Passenger|&lt;br /&gt;
Image=[[Image:Tian2.jpg|250x350px]]|&lt;br /&gt;
First=Pilot Episode|&lt;br /&gt;
Theme=&amp;quot;Oblivion,&amp;quot; M83 |&lt;br /&gt;
actor=Teryl Rothery|&lt;br /&gt;
Full Name= Grace Tian Serena&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;(Western: Tian Serena Grace)|                &lt;br /&gt;
Identity= Core Citizen|&lt;br /&gt;
Aliases= N/A|&lt;br /&gt;
Age=50|&lt;br /&gt;
Birthplace=Core|&lt;br /&gt;
FavoredWeapon=N/A|&lt;br /&gt;
PhysicalDie= D8|&lt;br /&gt;
MentalDie=D8|&lt;br /&gt;
SocialDie=D8|&lt;br /&gt;
Role=[[Firefly Distinctions#Veteran Doctor|&#039;&#039;&#039;Veteran Doctor&#039;&#039;&#039;]]|&lt;br /&gt;
Background=[[Firefly Distinctions#Treason Suspect|&#039;&#039;&#039;Treason Suspect&#039;&#039;&#039;]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;small&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Don&#039;t I Know You?:&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039; Get a Plot Point when you get a complication arising from Federal personnel&#039;s or aligned people&#039;s suspicions.&amp;lt;/small&amp;gt;|&lt;br /&gt;
Personality=[[Firefly Distinctions#Seeking Atonement|&#039;&#039;&#039;Seeking Atonement&#039;&#039;&#039;]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;small&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Nightmares:&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039; Start every Episode with an Exhausted d6 Complication. Step it up to reroll the dice on an Action. Once it exceeds d12, you are out until given medical treatment.&amp;lt;/small&amp;gt;|&lt;br /&gt;
Skills=Craft D4, DriveD4, Fight D4, Fix D4, Fly D4, Focus D8, Influence D8, Know D8 (Military Society d6), Labor D4, Move D6, Notice D8, Operate D4, Perform D4, Shoot D6, Sneak D8, Survive D4, Throw D4, Treat D12 (Trauma Medicine d6), Trick D6|&lt;br /&gt;
SigAssets= Clinic in a Can D8, Academy Med Bag D8|&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Background&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Raised in an upper-middle-class family on Ariel, Tian -- one of four children -- was a cheerful child and a bright student. She showed talent early on for maths and sciences, a situation that her teachers noted and nurtured. By the time secondary school came around, Tian was excelling in her courses and received a scholarship to university as well as another to medical school from the Alliance Navy. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:DavidSpencer.jpg|100px|thumbnail|left|David Spencer]] It was at university that Tian met and fell in love with Daniel Spencer. He too was at university on a scholarship from the navy, although his specialty was computers. They were married during Tian&#039;s second year in medical school and while she did her residency on Osiris, Danny was off in the Black. When her residency was over Tian was assigned to the naval hospital at High Gate. When the first U-War broke out, Tian was pregnant with their son David. She was sent back to a base in White Sun, where she served at the naval hospital and lived with David (and Danny, when he could get leave time). Danny was killed near the end of the war, leaving Tian to raise David by herself.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She chose at that time to remain in the navy, helping soldiers recover from injuries and go home to their own loved ones as a way to both honor and grieve for her husband. She continued in what amounted to a reasonably &#039;normal&#039; life, raising her son, getting him off to college and watching with pride as he took his own oath and joined the navy. When the second U-War began, Tian was assigned to Vandenburg&#039;s hospital, placed on the short list for Captain and groomed to take over the running of the base&#039;s hospital.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
All that changed when the Independents took Boros. Tian evacuated all the patients and staff who could get out when the call came but she volunteered herself to stay and take care of those who couldn&#039;t be moved. Several of her staff also remained. They were held at Vandenburg for nearly three months, treated well enough in that time, and for Tian it changed the way she saw certain things. She struggled with her feelings about the planetary bombardment of a civilian population, the soldier and the doctor within her at war over the how and why of those actions, the rightness of them. After being traded back to the Alliance in a prisoner trade, she found herself unable to reconcile what happened in her own head. In addition to facing possible actions from the military (she should have tried to escape, etc.) she was also facing a medical review board (which cleared her of all actions on that front) and a bit of a crisis of faith. After seeing posters for the Interplanetary Restoration Program, Tian finally came to the decision that she could be more help out there than she really could in White Sun and chose to put in her retirement papers.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Physical Appearance&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:Tian.jpeg|150px|left]] &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She is a petite woman, perhaps all of 5&#039;2 in her stocking feet though that&#039;s hard to tell because always wears sturdy shoes with at least a two-inch heel. She carries herself with the subtle kind of authority and calm demeanor that comes of a lifetime of military and hospital service, deep brown eyes alert and aware of the area around her without seeming overly anxious about it. She has dark brown hair streaked with subtle shades of blonde and red that she wears in a short style that would be severe if it weren&#039;t for the wisps that play around her face and seems to be a quiet woman with a ready smile and a sparkle to her brown eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Psychological Profile&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
Tian is a compassionate woman who knows how to temper her empathy with pragmatism. She is a consummate professional when it comes to her medical skills, but beneath that cool exterior she is a generally happy person who enjoys life. It has always been clear too that her son comes first. She is a loving albeit somewhat strict parent, and she is proud of her son for choosing to follow in his father&#039;s footsteps. Having lost her husband in the first U-War, Tian could have become bitter and left military service but instead she was driven to keep other families from suffering the kind of loss that she and her son faced and continued on in the Alliance Navy, taking care of every soldier who came under her care not just with professional courtesy but genuine kindness.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Notes from the files of psychologist Cmdr. Ian Rothschild:&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Report Entered into Alliance Navy Medical Service Records&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Patient: Cmdr Tian Grace, MD&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After a full six-week required course of treatment, I find the following:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
1) Dr. Grace is suffering mild anxiety and post-traumatic stress that I would expect to see in any of our soldiers returning from battle. She is coping with nightmares of the navy&#039;s retreat from Vandenburg and also reports flashback bad dreams of her husband&#039;s death in the U-War but is dealing with them in a healthy manner consistent with her personality. Her time in captivity with the enemy was, by her own accounts and those of personnel who were with her at the time, respectful and polite. She has no unmanageable trauma from her time as a POW.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
2) Although she is reluctant to speak on the matter, Dr. Grace has begun to show signs of questioning the decisions made by superiors. Her demeanor remains at all times professional when speaking of her ordeal, but there are times when she speaks of patients she treated or particular situations on the ground wherein there is a shift in tone, a dilation of the eyes. She is forthright on the matter of her own decisions -- she remained at Vandenburg to continue to care for Alliance personnel who could not be evacuated and takes pride in that choice.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
At this time, Dr. Grace is being released from care and cleared to resume her usual duties. It is my recommendation, however, that she be observed at regular intervals and any actions that deviate from the norm followed up. It is difficult to determine whether she has been compromised by her time as a POW or if she is merely reacting with empathy to the injuries and deaths she has witnessed. Because her job does not bring her into contact with classified materials, I do not believe full surveillance is required but there is an undercurrent to her responses that bears watching.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;RPs &amp;amp; Journal Entries&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Pre-Game&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Lowering of the Colors]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[A Sea Change]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Scapegoat]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Collateral Damage]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Firefly-RPG|Return to Firefly-RPG]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Return to [[Delilah_Crew|the Crew]] Page&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Grace_Tian&amp;diff=260339</id>
		<title>Grace Tian</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Grace_Tian&amp;diff=260339"/>
		<updated>2014-03-08T20:22:59Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{FFChar|&lt;br /&gt;
CrewPosition=Grace Tian - Passenger|&lt;br /&gt;
Image=[[Image:Tian2.jpg|250x350px]]|&lt;br /&gt;
First=Pilot Episode|&lt;br /&gt;
Theme=|&lt;br /&gt;
actor=Teryl Rothery|&lt;br /&gt;
Full Name= Grace Tian Serena&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;(Western: Tian Serena Grace)|                &lt;br /&gt;
Identity= Core Citizen|&lt;br /&gt;
Aliases= N/A|&lt;br /&gt;
Age=50|&lt;br /&gt;
Birthplace=Core|&lt;br /&gt;
FavoredWeapon=N/A|&lt;br /&gt;
PhysicalDie= D8|&lt;br /&gt;
MentalDie=D8|&lt;br /&gt;
SocialDie=D8|&lt;br /&gt;
Role=[[Firefly Distinctions#Veteran Doctor|Veteran Doctor]]|&lt;br /&gt;
Background=[[Firefly Distinctions#Treason Suspect|Treason Suspect]]|&lt;br /&gt;
Personality=[[Firefly Distinctions#Seeking Atonement|Seeking Atonement]]|&lt;br /&gt;
Skills=Craft D4, DriveD4, Fight D4, Fix D4, Fly D4, Focus D8, Influence D8, Know D8, Labor D4, Move D6, Notice D8, Operate D4, Perform D4, Shoot D6, Sneak D8, Survive D4, Throw D4, Treat D10, Trick D6|&lt;br /&gt;
SigAssets= Clinic in a Can D8, Academy Med Bag D8, Specialization: Trauma Medicine D6, Specialization: Military People and Social Circles D6|&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Background&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Raised in an upper-middle-class family on Ariel, Tian -- one of four children -- was a cheerful child and a bright student. She showed talent early on for maths and sciences, a situation that her teachers noted and nurtured. By the time secondary school came around, Tian was excelling in her courses and received a scholarship to university as well as another to medical school from the Alliance Navy. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:DavidSpencer.jpg|100px|thumbnail|left|David Spencer]] It was at university that Tian met and fell in love with Daniel Spencer. He too was at university on a scholarship from the navy, although his specialty was computers. They were married during Tian&#039;s second year in medical school and while she did her residency on Osiris, Danny was off in the Black. When her residency was over Tian was assigned to the naval hospital at High Gate. When the first U-War broke out, Tian was pregnant with their son David. She was sent back to a base in White Sun, where she served at the naval hospital and lived with David (and Danny, when he could get leave time). Danny was killed near the end of the war, leaving Tian to raise David by herself.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She chose at that time to remain in the navy, helping soldiers recover from injuries and go home to their own loved ones as a way to both honor and grieve for her husband. She continued in what amounted to a reasonably &#039;normal&#039; life, raising her son, getting him off to college and watching with pride as he took his own oath and joined the navy. When the second U-War began, Tian was assigned to Vandenburg&#039;s hospital, placed on the short list for Captain and groomed to take over the running of the base&#039;s hospital.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
All that changed when the Independents took Boros. Tian evacuated all the patients and staff who could get out when the call came but she volunteered herself to stay and take care of those who couldn&#039;t be moved. Several of her staff also remained. They were held at Vandenburg for nearly three months, treated well enough in that time, and for Tian it changed the way she saw certain things. She struggled with her feelings about the planetary bombardment of a civilian population, the soldier and the doctor within her at war over the how and why of those actions, the rightness of them. After being traded back to the Alliance in a prisoner trade, she found herself unable to reconcile what happened in her own head. In addition to facing possible actions from the military (she should have tried to escape, etc.) she was also facing a medical review board (which cleared her of all actions on that front) and a bit of a crisis of faith. After seeing posters for the Interplanetary Restoration Program, Tian finally came to the decision that she could be more help out there than she really could in White Sun and chose to put in her retirement papers.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Physical Appearance&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:Tian.jpeg|150px|left]] &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She is a petite woman, perhaps all of 5&#039;2 in her stocking feet though that&#039;s hard to tell because always wears sturdy shoes with at least a two-inch heel. She carries herself with the subtle kind of authority and calm demeanor that comes of a lifetime of military and hospital service, deep brown eyes alert and aware of the area around her without seeming overly anxious about it. She has dark brown hair streaked with subtle shades of blonde and red that she wears in a short style that would be severe if it weren&#039;t for the wisps that play around her face and seems to be a quiet woman with a ready smile and a sparkle to her brown eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Psychological Profile&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
Tian is a compassionate woman who knows how to temper her empathy with pragmatism. She is a consummate professional when it comes to her medical skills, but beneath that cool exterior she is a generally happy person who enjoys life. It has always been clear too that her son comes first. She is a loving albeit somewhat strict parent, and she is proud of her son for choosing to follow in his father&#039;s footsteps. Having lost her husband in the first U-War, Tian could have become bitter and left military service but instead she was driven to keep other families from suffering the kind of loss that she and her son faced and continued on in the Alliance Navy, taking care of every soldier who came under her care not just with professional courtesy but genuine kindness.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Notes from the files of psychologist Cmdr. Ian Rothschild:&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Report Entered into Alliance Navy Medical Service Records&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Patient: Cmdr Tian Grace, MD&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After a full six-week required course of treatment, I find the following:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
1) Dr. Grace is suffering mild anxiety and post-traumatic stress that I would expect to see in any of our soldiers returning from battle. She is coping with nightmares of the navy&#039;s retreat from Vandenburg and also reports flashback bad dreams of her husband&#039;s death in the U-War but is dealing with them in a healthy manner consistent with her personality. Her time in captivity with the enemy was, by her own accounts and those of personnel who were with her at the time, respectful and polite. She has no unmanageable trauma from her time as a POW.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
2) Although she is reluctant to speak on the matter, Dr. Grace has begun to show signs of questioning the decisions made by superiors. Her demeanor remains at all times professional when speaking of her ordeal, but there are times when she speaks of patients she treated or particular situations on the ground wherein there is a shift in tone, a dilation of the eyes. She is forthright on the matter of her own decisions -- she remained at Vandenburg to continue to care for Alliance personnel who could not be evacuated and takes pride in that choice.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
At this time, Dr. Grace is being released from care and cleared to resume her usual duties. It is my recommendation, however, that she be observed at regular intervals and any actions that deviate from the norm followed up. It is difficult to determine whether she has been compromised by her time as a POW or if she is merely reacting with empathy to the injuries and deaths she has witnessed. Because her job does not bring her into contact with classified materials, I do not believe full surveillance is required but there is an undercurrent to her responses that bears watching.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;RPs &amp;amp; Journal Entries&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Pre-Game&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Lowering of the Colors]]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Firefly-RPG|Return to Firefly-RPG]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Return to [[Delilah_Crew|the Crew]] Page&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Grace_Tian&amp;diff=260338</id>
		<title>Grace Tian</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Grace_Tian&amp;diff=260338"/>
		<updated>2014-03-08T20:20:55Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nika: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{FFChar|&lt;br /&gt;
CrewPosition=Grace Tian - Passenger|&lt;br /&gt;
Image=[[Image:Tian2.jpg|250x350px]]|&lt;br /&gt;
First=Pilot Episode|&lt;br /&gt;
Theme=|&lt;br /&gt;
actor=Teryl Rothery|&lt;br /&gt;
Full Name= Grace Tian Serena&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;(Western: Tian Serena Grace)|                &lt;br /&gt;
Identity= Core Citizen|&lt;br /&gt;
Aliases= N/A|&lt;br /&gt;
Age=50|&lt;br /&gt;
Birthplace=Core|&lt;br /&gt;
FavoredWeapon=N/A|&lt;br /&gt;
PhysicalDie= D8|&lt;br /&gt;
MentalDie=D8|&lt;br /&gt;
SocialDie=D8|&lt;br /&gt;
Role=[[Firefly Distinctions#Veteran Doctor|Veteran Doctor]]|&lt;br /&gt;
Background=[[Firefly Distinctions#Treason Suspect|Treason Suspect]]|&lt;br /&gt;
Personality=[[Firefly Distinctions#Seeking Atonement|Seeking Atonement]]|&lt;br /&gt;
Skills=Craft D4, DriveD4, Fight D4, Fix D4, Fly D4, Focus D8, Influence D8, Know D8, Labor D4, Move D6, Notice D8, Operate D4, Perform D4, Shoot D6, Sneak D8, Survive D4, Throw D4, Treat D10, Trick D6|&lt;br /&gt;
SigAssets= Clinic in a Can D8, Academy Med Bag D8, Specialization: Trauma Medicine D6, Specialization: Military People and Social Circles D6|&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Background&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Raised in an upper-middle-class family on Ariel, Tian -- one of four children -- was a cheerful child and a bright student. She showed talent early on for maths and sciences, a situation that her teachers noted and nurtured. By the time secondary school came around, Tian was excelling in her courses and received a scholarship to university as well as another to medical school from the Alliance Navy. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:DavidSpencer.jpg|100px|left]] It was at university that Tian met and fell in love with Daniel Spencer. He too was at university on a scholarship from the navy, although his specialty was computers. They were married during Tian&#039;s second year in medical school and while she did her residency on Osiris, Danny was off in the Black. When her residency was over Tian was assigned to the naval hospital at High Gate. When the first U-War broke out, Tian was pregnant with their son David. She was sent back to a base in White Sun, where she served at the naval hospital and lived with David (and Danny, when he could get leave time). Danny was killed near the end of the war, leaving Tian to raise David by herself.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She chose at that time to remain in the navy, helping soldiers recover from injuries and go home to their own loved ones as a way to both honor and grieve for her husband. She continued in what amounted to a reasonably &#039;normal&#039; life, raising her son, getting him off to college and watching with pride as he took his own oath and joined the navy. When the second U-War began, Tian was assigned to Vandenburg&#039;s hospital, placed on the short list for Captain and groomed to take over the running of the base&#039;s hospital.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
All that changed when the Independents took Boros. Tian evacuated all the patients and staff who could get out when the call came but she volunteered herself to stay and take care of those who couldn&#039;t be moved. Several of her staff also remained. They were held at Vandenburg for nearly three months, treated well enough in that time, and for Tian it changed the way she saw certain things. She struggled with her feelings about the planetary bombardment of a civilian population, the soldier and the doctor within her at war over the how and why of those actions, the rightness of them. After being traded back to the Alliance in a prisoner trade, she found herself unable to reconcile what happened in her own head. In addition to facing possible actions from the military (she should have tried to escape, etc.) she was also facing a medical review board (which cleared her of all actions on that front) and a bit of a crisis of faith. After seeing posters for the Interplanetary Restoration Program, Tian finally came to the decision that she could be more help out there than she really could in White Sun and chose to put in her retirement papers.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Physical Appearance&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Image:Tian.jpeg|150px|left]] &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She is a petite woman, perhaps all of 5&#039;2 in her stocking feet though that&#039;s hard to tell because always wears sturdy shoes with at least a two-inch heel. She carries herself with the subtle kind of authority and calm demeanor that comes of a lifetime of military and hospital service, deep brown eyes alert and aware of the area around her without seeming overly anxious about it. She has dark brown hair streaked with subtle shades of blonde and red that she wears in a short style that would be severe if it weren&#039;t for the wisps that play around her face and seems to be a quiet woman with a ready smile and a sparkle to her brown eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Psychological Profile&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
Tian is a compassionate woman who knows how to temper her empathy with pragmatism. She is a consummate professional when it comes to her medical skills, but beneath that cool exterior she is a generally happy person who enjoys life. It has always been clear too that her son comes first. She is a loving albeit somewhat strict parent, and she is proud of her son for choosing to follow in his father&#039;s footsteps. Having lost her husband in the first U-War, Tian could have become bitter and left military service but instead she was driven to keep other families from suffering the kind of loss that she and her son faced and continued on in the Alliance Navy, taking care of every soldier who came under her care not just with professional courtesy but genuine kindness.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Notes from the files of psychologist Cmdr. Ian Rothschild:&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Report Entered into Alliance Navy Medical Service Records&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Patient: Cmdr Tian Grace, MD&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After a full six-week required course of treatment, I find the following:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
1) Dr. Grace is suffering mild anxiety and post-traumatic stress that I would expect to see in any of our soldiers returning from battle. She is coping with nightmares of the navy&#039;s retreat from Vandenburg and also reports flashback bad dreams of her husband&#039;s death in the U-War but is dealing with them in a healthy manner consistent with her personality. Her time in captivity with the enemy was, by her own accounts and those of personnel who were with her at the time, respectful and polite. She has no unmanageable trauma from her time as a POW.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
2) Although she is reluctant to speak on the matter, Dr. Grace has begun to show signs of questioning the decisions made by superiors. Her demeanor remains at all times professional when speaking of her ordeal, but there are times when she speaks of patients she treated or particular situations on the ground wherein there is a shift in tone, a dilation of the eyes. She is forthright on the matter of her own decisions -- she remained at Vandenburg to continue to care for Alliance personnel who could not be evacuated and takes pride in that choice.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
At this time, Dr. Grace is being released from care and cleared to resume her usual duties. It is my recommendation, however, that she be observed at regular intervals and any actions that deviate from the norm followed up. It is difficult to determine whether she has been compromised by her time as a POW or if she is merely reacting with empathy to the injuries and deaths she has witnessed. Because her job does not bring her into contact with classified materials, I do not believe full surveillance is required but there is an undercurrent to her responses that bears watching.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;RPs &amp;amp; Journal Entries&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
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Pre-Game&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Lowering of the Colors]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Firefly-RPG|Return to Firefly-RPG]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Return to [[Delilah_Crew|the Crew]] Page&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Grace_Tian&amp;diff=260337</id>
		<title>Grace Tian</title>
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		<updated>2014-03-08T20:19:51Z</updated>

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Full Name= Grace Tian Serena&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;(Western: Tian Serena Grace)|                &lt;br /&gt;
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Personality=[[Firefly Distinctions#Seeking Atonement|Seeking Atonement]]|&lt;br /&gt;
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==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Background&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Raised in an upper-middle-class family on Ariel, Tian -- one of four children -- was a cheerful child and a bright student. She showed talent early on for maths and sciences, a situation that her teachers noted and nurtured. By the time secondary school came around, Tian was excelling in her courses and received a scholarship to university as well as another to medical school from the Alliance Navy. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It was at university that Tian met and fell in love with Daniel Spencer. He too was at university on a scholarship from the navy, although his specialty was computers. They were married during Tian&#039;s second year in medical school and while she did her residency on Osiris, Danny was off in the Black. When her residency was over Tian was assigned to the naval hospital at High Gate. When the first U-War broke out, Tian was pregnant with their son David. She was sent back to a base in White Sun, where she served at the naval hospital and lived with David (and Danny, when he could get leave time). Danny was killed near the end of the war, leaving Tian to raise David by herself.[[Image:DavidSpencer.jpg|100px|left]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She chose at that time to remain in the navy, helping soldiers recover from injuries and go home to their own loved ones as a way to both honor and grieve for her husband. She continued in what amounted to a reasonably &#039;normal&#039; life, raising her son, getting him off to college and watching with pride as he took his own oath and joined the navy. When the second U-War began, Tian was assigned to Vandenburg&#039;s hospital, placed on the short list for Captain and groomed to take over the running of the base&#039;s hospital.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
All that changed when the Independents took Boros. Tian evacuated all the patients and staff who could get out when the call came but she volunteered herself to stay and take care of those who couldn&#039;t be moved. Several of her staff also remained. They were held at Vandenburg for nearly three months, treated well enough in that time, and for Tian it changed the way she saw certain things. She struggled with her feelings about the planetary bombardment of a civilian population, the soldier and the doctor within her at war over the how and why of those actions, the rightness of them. After being traded back to the Alliance in a prisoner trade, she found herself unable to reconcile what happened in her own head. In addition to facing possible actions from the military (she should have tried to escape, etc.) she was also facing a medical review board (which cleared her of all actions on that front) and a bit of a crisis of faith. After seeing posters for the Interplanetary Restoration Program, Tian finally came to the decision that she could be more help out there than she really could in White Sun and chose to put in her retirement papers.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Physical Appearance&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:Tian.jpeg|150px|left]] &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She is a petite woman, perhaps all of 5&#039;2 in her stocking feet though that&#039;s hard to tell because always wears sturdy shoes with at least a two-inch heel. She carries herself with the subtle kind of authority and calm demeanor that comes of a lifetime of military and hospital service, deep brown eyes alert and aware of the area around her without seeming overly anxious about it. She has dark brown hair streaked with subtle shades of blonde and red that she wears in a short style that would be severe if it weren&#039;t for the wisps that play around her face and seems to be a quiet woman with a ready smile and a sparkle to her brown eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Psychological Profile&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
Tian is a compassionate woman who knows how to temper her empathy with pragmatism. She is a consummate professional when it comes to her medical skills, but beneath that cool exterior she is a generally happy person who enjoys life. It has always been clear too that her son comes first. She is a loving albeit somewhat strict parent, and she is proud of her son for choosing to follow in his father&#039;s footsteps. Having lost her husband in the first U-War, Tian could have become bitter and left military service but instead she was driven to keep other families from suffering the kind of loss that she and her son faced and continued on in the Alliance Navy, taking care of every soldier who came under her care not just with professional courtesy but genuine kindness.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Notes from the files of psychologist Cmdr. Ian Rothschild:&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Report Entered into Alliance Navy Medical Service Records&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Patient: Cmdr Tian Grace, MD&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After a full six-week required course of treatment, I find the following:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
1) Dr. Grace is suffering mild anxiety and post-traumatic stress that I would expect to see in any of our soldiers returning from battle. She is coping with nightmares of the navy&#039;s retreat from Vandenburg and also reports flashback bad dreams of her husband&#039;s death in the U-War but is dealing with them in a healthy manner consistent with her personality. Her time in captivity with the enemy was, by her own accounts and those of personnel who were with her at the time, respectful and polite. She has no unmanageable trauma from her time as a POW.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
2) Although she is reluctant to speak on the matter, Dr. Grace has begun to show signs of questioning the decisions made by superiors. Her demeanor remains at all times professional when speaking of her ordeal, but there are times when she speaks of patients she treated or particular situations on the ground wherein there is a shift in tone, a dilation of the eyes. She is forthright on the matter of her own decisions -- she remained at Vandenburg to continue to care for Alliance personnel who could not be evacuated and takes pride in that choice.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
At this time, Dr. Grace is being released from care and cleared to resume her usual duties. It is my recommendation, however, that she be observed at regular intervals and any actions that deviate from the norm followed up. It is difficult to determine whether she has been compromised by her time as a POW or if she is merely reacting with empathy to the injuries and deaths she has witnessed. Because her job does not bring her into contact with classified materials, I do not believe full surveillance is required but there is an undercurrent to her responses that bears watching.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;RPs &amp;amp; Journal Entries&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Pre-Game&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Lowering of the Colors]]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Firefly-RPG|Return to Firefly-RPG]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Return to [[Delilah_Crew|the Crew]] Page&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nika</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=File:DavidSpencer.jpg&amp;diff=260336</id>
		<title>File:DavidSpencer.jpg</title>
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		<updated>2014-03-08T20:18:50Z</updated>

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