On the Way to Persephone #3- Life On Board Serenity
POSTED BY: SameErtia
UPDATED: Monday, May 1, 2006 22:29
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*Fly discovers a smudged letter with the initials W.L.G on the seal*
"What is this".
*curiousity gets the better of her. She knows those initials right off the top of her head. Wonders what this could be....She takes the envelope and tucks it in the back pocket of her pants. Since things are calm here, she decides to go to the galley and see if she can find a quick bite to eat. She changes course and instead heads to the infirmary first, to see how the "unknown" is doing.
She sees pain sitting on the couch....
"Hey" she says to him and walks over to the window....Looking through the window she stares at the "unknown", Doc seems to be doing his thing, says to Pain,
"He locked up"
She notices all the wires coming from the "unknowns" body....Pain doesn't seem to hear her at first. He has his head resting on the back of the couch, and feet up on the table...As she turns and starts to walk over to him, says again,
"He locked up".
She climbs over his legs and sits on the couch next to him resting her head on the back of the couch too and her hands folded across her stomach. They both look extreamly tired. Pain finally answers...
Pain: No, not yet, he doesn't seem to pose a threat in his current condition.
Fly: I know, but the captian said....
Pain: I know, I know....*he interrupts her...Fly reaches into her vest and lazily hands Pain a pair of handcuffs....
*Not taking her head off the back of the couch turns to him and says*
When you're done locking him up, wanna head to the galley to see what we can eat....Oh,,,,and I also found another bottle of Meade.....Lemme go get it and I'll meet you there?
*She gets up real tired like and heads out the door......Pain taking notice of the envelope in her back pocket..
Pain: Sure Fly
"Don't forget to call him "Sir." He likes that."
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*Pain watches Fly leave and wonders to himself what's in that envelope that Fly has as he gets up from the couch, walking into the infirmary swinging the handcuffs on his finger thinking to himself*
I wonder where Fly got these and why does she have them?
*Pain walks over to the unconcious man and handcuffs an arm to the chair just as Simon sees him do that and says to Pain*
Wha..What are you doing to my patient? Why are you handcuffing an unconcious man to my exam chair?
*Pain turns to the doctor and says with a smile*
Captain's orders. Mal doesn't want him waking up and going ape sh*t and killing anyone dong ma?
*Pain does a 180 degree turn before Simon has a chance to reply and heads up the stairs to the galley thinking*
A few glasses of meade should help me unwind after this day's hectic events.
*Pain enters the galley and sees Fly securing a bottle of meade and some glasses, he sits down at the table, putting his feet up on it as always and say to Fly who still has her back turned to her*
You know Fly a couple glasses of that stuff should help unwind some of the stress we've had to deal with today.
*Fly turns around walking over to the table and setting down the bottle of meade and the glasses, she smiles at Pain and says*
Yeah I was thinking along those same lines. Help yourself with some of the meade while I go scrounge up something for us to eat. I'm pretty sure you're hungry.
*Pain smiles and says*
Yeah I am getting a mite hungry and thanks for the meade as always.
*Fly smiles back at Pain, turns around and heads to the pantry, stops and says*
Don't forget to pour me a glass will you?
*Pain says as Fly resumes her way to the pantry*
Sure thing Fly.
*Pain takes his feet off the table, grabs the bottle and glasses, opens the bottle and pours some meade into the glasses, smiling as he takes a sip of meade and thinks to himself*
Good ol' Fly always finding a bottle of booze and gettin' me drunk. I think she does that on purpose cause she likes puttin' me to sleep.
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Ertia comes into the galley to find Pain and Fly sharing a bottle of that yellow honey-stuff. "That stuff gives me the worst hang-overs! too sweet."
"Uh huh." Pain swigs the rest of his glass. "More for me."
"We've got six extra bodies on board and about half the food for 'em." She sighs as she starts putting together chow. "Looks like.. looks like potatos and protien. Not much else."
Fly refills both her and Pain's glasses. "Well, then, taters and protien it'll have to be."
"Yay. Dinner of champions."
"And breakfast." Wash says mournfully as he makes his way back through to the bridge. "We're still days from Persephone."
The others watch him go, silence growing.
Ertia drops down at the table across from Pain. "Ah, hell. Pour me a glass of that."
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Ertia drops down at the table across from Pain. "Ah, hell. Pour me a glass of that."
*Pain gets up, looks at Ertia, smiles and says*
Sure thing Ertia.
*Pain walks over to the pantry, takes out a glass and walks back to the table. He takes the bottle of meade, pours some of it in the glass and hands it back to Ertia who takes the glass and says*
Thanks Pain.
*Pain replies as he sits back down next to Fly, taking the bottle and refilling his own glass*
You're more than welcome Ertia.
*Pain sets the bottle of meade back down on the table, looks at the two women, raises his glass and says*
Here's to a hopeful few days of nothing bad happening.
*The women raise their glasses as they all say*
Hear! Hear!
*All three take a long swig of meade and place their glasses back on the table as they let the alcohol course through their bodies*
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*She puts the glass to her lips and as she drinks she can feel the effects almost immeidately because of lack of food. She downs the first glass. Puts the glass on the table.*
Erita: You beeter go slow there Fly
Fly: Yea, sure.....fill 'er up please
*Ertia fills her glass this time. She takes the letter out of her back pocket and sets it on the table and just looks at it. By this time her toes are tingling from the Meade*
Fly: Oh, that Meade sure does taste fine doesn't it.
*She leans back in her chair*
Fly: Well I guess I do need some food
*She gets up feeling the effects of the first shot*
Fly: So Ertia,,,,potatoes and protein, don't get any better than that....
"Don't forget to call him "Sir." He likes that."
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*Pain sets down his third glass meade, looks at the letter on the table, and gets up out of his chair carefully and says to Ertia and Fly*
Well I'm gonna go to my bunk and take off some of these weapons if'n you two don't mind.
*Pain stops at Fly's chair and grab his AK that's hanging from it and heads to his bunk, he opens the hatch and climbs down the ladder and into his bunk. He walks over to the table in his room which still has the Ruger on it and unslings his SMGs, his AK, and the bandolier of grenades and sets them down on the table hoping that he won't have to use them anymore today. Pain walks over to the ladder, climbs up it and into the hallway, closes the hatch and walks back into the galley.*
*Pain sits back down and eyes the letter. He looks at Ertia who looks a tad on the drunk side, chuckles and says to himself*
That girl just can't hold her liquor.
*Pain pours himself another glass of meade and eyes the letter some more wondering if he should open it or let Fly have that honor as he takes a sip of meade*
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Ertia wobbles a little as a gets up and heads into the kitchen. For some reason, that's funny, and she starts laughing as she breaks open a protien pack and pulls a heap of potatos out of the bin.
"Knife. Need knife." She pauses, looks at the potatoes and protien and the frying pan. "Need another drink, too."
"Uh, Ertia, you had enough, maybe?" Pain suggests as she wobbles back to the table and tips more of the golden wonder into her glass.
"Nopes. Not even started yet!"
Soon enough the smells of fried potato and protien hash drifts through the ship, tangy with rosemary and thyme, and sweetened just a tad with all the meade Ertia accidently spills in the frying pan.
"Ooopsie. Made a mess!" For some reason that's pretty funny, too, even as Ertia finds herself sprawled across the counter, laconically stirring the fry. "Heya, Pain, yer kinda cute when yer drunk."
"Yah. Uh, Fly? You sober enough to help her with that?"
Fly is staring at the letter in her hand, and looks up with a puzzled frown, "Huh?"
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"Yah. Uh, Fly? You sober enough to help her with that?"
Fly is staring at the letter in her hand, and looks up with a puzzled frown, "Huh?"
*Pain shakes his head at Fly and says to her*
Never mind. I'll go help Ertia with the food.
*Pain walks over to Ertia, concentrating on walking straight and doing a somewhat decent job of it as he steps to Ertia's side and says*
Perhaps I should help you with that seeing how you're a tad on the drunken side.
*Ertia turns to him drunkenly smiling and says*
I's not drunk Painy reallys I's not.
*Ertia starts to laugh uncontrolably as Pain leads her back to her chair as he says to her*
Uh huh sure you're not. And since when am I only cute to women when they're drunk? Seriously come on.
*Pain walks back to the counter to continue Ertia's cooking and thinks to himself*
I am way more cuter than Jayne on any given day.
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Ertia leans across the table and shakes Fly's arm. "Psssst... I thinks Pain's drunk..."
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*Pain hears the ladies laughing as he turns off the stove and goes to the pantry to get some plates. Pain takes out three plates and sets them down on the counter, taking one, scooping some of the hash into it, and putting it on the table until all the plates are on the table with steaming hot food on them. Pain then walks over to the pantry and takes out the ketchup substitute as well as the necessary condiments and puts them on the table as he says to the ladies*
Chow time folks.
*Pain sits down, looks at Fly and Ertia and says to them as he's about to dig in*
What's so funny?
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