At the hide out.

[delun]

Fredrick shoves Malcolm through the door of a rusty old tin shack. In the middle of the one room structure was a wooden chair and and some rope. Off in the far corn was another chair and a box of government issued protein bar rations. Now you best be sittin' down in that chair. Fredrick point to the one in the middle of the room. "I aim to be tying you up until pick up day so you best better pick a comfortable sittin' position."

[Captain Malcolm Reynolds]

Mal could hear everyone. He was tied up. Looking at his two captors, he leered. "There' here for me." But his heart sank. They were inside the opposite building. Moving away from them. He was gaged. Moving iwth his feet, he felt a loose board and began to stomp it up, loosening it to trip the guy next time he came near.

[alora]

Alora stood next to Frederick. "When are they coming to pick him up. He's planning something, I can tell." Lora's eyes stayed on Mal. Making sure he didn't do anything stupid, which according to his files he was prone to do. She shoved her hands into her back pockets. She hated the lying, scheming games she had to play just so she could get her way.

Especially if it the lies, and schemes brought her to partner up with some guy, and kidnapping her own father. Which he didn't know that Mal was her father, but it was the little tid bits that no one else needed to know for now. All she cared about was keeping a low profile, so that the academy wouldn't catch wind of her. That would just be the craps.

[Captain Malcolm Reynolds]

Mal stopped with his foot. THis girl was almost as good as River. Wiggling around, he atleast got the gag off. Gasping for air a bit, he loked between the two. "Ok, what do you mean "pick me up"? Is this a joke?"

This girl relaly looked like Inara. It was crazy. "You got a sister?"

[alora]

Alora's attention drifted to Mal, who was now ungagged, and sputtering about her having a sister. "None that I know of." She took a couple steps towards Malcolm. She knew she reminded him of Inara, but she wouldn't give him that satisfaction, not yet atleast.

"Why do you care?" He slender hands slid form her back pockets to out infront of her. Ready to make a move if Mal tried something.

[Captain Malcolm Reynolds]

Mal looked at her. She had the same gracefullness as Inara as well. it was...scary. He didn't remember Inara having a child either. No, that would have been known. "You look a lot like someone I know. And move like her too." Maybe Inara had trained her then. "You a companion?"

[alora]

She snorted slightly. "A companion, not so much. I was trained at another school. One dealing not so much in the whoring business, but of another deadly one." She smiled at him. Little bits of information at a time. Maybe he'd peice it together. Maybe...if he really put his mind to it.

Fred was being oddly quiet during the two's exchange of words. She barely knew the man. Sometimes he took action, and sometimes he was just the quiet observer. It bothered her that he was like that.

[Captain Malcolm Reynolds]

"Hey! No one calls them whores. Except maybe me, but besides the point." This was Inara she was tlaking about. His crew and his friend. Was she form the academy like River? SHe could be. "So, your Alliance trained, huh? Must be super proud about that."

he was uncomfertable. She was a lot like Inara, and it disturbed him. But she had the same stubborness as a lot of people probably had. "So, how much did my crew pay you to play this joke?"

[alora]

"Not as proud as you think I'd be." Alliance could die for all she cared. It would do the verse some good. All they do is meddle with lives, and experiment on helpless beings. Horrible, they may be the part of the hierarchy but to her they were low life scum. "And I didn't call them whores. I said the whoring business."

"This isn't a joke." Alora retreated to the chair in the other corner with the food. She picked up a bar, and threw it at Mal. "Eat, we can't have you dieing on us."

[Captain Malcolm Reynolds]

"I can't eat sweetheart if I'm tied up." He was sarcastic about this, but he felt weird. Looking at her, she was Inara's twin. Licking his lips, he narrowed his eyes.

"Who are your parents?" He had a feeling the Alliance was doign experiments again. if this was what he thought, this was beyond twisted though.

[alora]

She ignored his question. "I'm not going to feed you. Besides, if I know you, you'll have your hands untied soon enough. And I suggest that's all you try to untie." She wasn't ready to give away her secret. She needed Fred to leave so that she could get Mal out of here. It wasn't safe here, of course she knew Mal could handle himself, but it still wasn't safe. It also didn't help that Fred had become so quiet.

it was unlike him, and it irked her. She didn't like this. Alora needed to get her father out of here. Just out of here, and then Mal could take her back to the ship, where she could explain everything to everyone, and hopefully they'd accept her.

It's not like it's her fault that the Alliance was meddlsome and couldn't keep their hands to themselves.

[Captain Malcolm Reynolds]

"That's rightly so. But still, why are you being soi much kinder?" H ewas irked because it seemed the Alliance may have gone too far. We're they breeding now?

I thit them then. "How did they get Inara's DNA?"

[alora]

She scoffed...damn he was smart, but she couldn't let him know that. Or atleast she couldn't let Fred know that. She walked over to Mal and kneeled down near him talking in a low voice. "You're too smart for your own damn good." She whispered to him. "Keep quiet, this guy has really good hearing."

Alora had been looking at the floor for most of the time. She was a troubled child. "I'll tell you more when I get you out of here Mal. If I untie you I need you to run so I can take out Fred. okay." Hush tones still. Fred must've thought she had everything under control, obviously that was why he wasn't talking, or making an sudden movements.

[[OOC: Where is Fred? He just kinda went Poof...]]

[Dave Cassidy]

Dave crept in through the same door as Vincent, keeping as quiet as possible. He made sure he had a mag loaded, and readied his weapon.

[vincentmccloud]

Vincent stepped up to the house. He turned round to the group, "Ok, this is it, don't ask how I know just trust me. Now, before we go in you need to know one thing. There's a girl in here, one of the kidnappers. Now, don't ask why but we need to take her with us. Alive." Vincent reloaded his gun, slowly opened the door and went inside the house. As he began to look around there was one thing he couldn't understand, who was this girl. He couldn't get a clear image of her but there was something about her that was familiar. And a name that kept ringing in his ears, Assassin Annie. Who ever she was, there's no doubt that she's trouble.