Faolin's Crew
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UPDATED: Friday, June 9, 2006 02:18
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Hey 13
Darren almost chokes on his food as he heard the Captain say that him and Shanti would have to show the merc they were picking up around. He scarfs down the rest of his food, wipes off his mouth and takes his plate to the sink. He's about to leave for the #2 shuttle when Shanti says "Um Darren is it?" Darren replies "Yes miss that's my name don't wear it out." "Could you take a look at the stove. I think there's something wrong with it." Shanti says to Darren blowing off his comment. He smiles and says "Yeah sure I'll take a look at it." Darren leaves the galley before Shanti could thank him and headed for the engine room to pick up his tools before going to the #2 shuttle. Darren whistles the tune he always whistles when he's about to go to work.
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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*Banner enters the ship, callused hands pocketed. Shinti begins to show him around, but he chuckles, raising quieting hand.*
"Listen, now, luv, your cap olready sen'me a schematic," *he struggles to pronounce* "an' Oy think Oy can manage ma' way round here." *He claps his hands together.*
"Although, you can 'elp me get introduced to the rest o' the crew?"
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13, First Mate of the 'Heart of Haven'
and Honorary Forsaken
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This is not how this was supposed to happen The captain thouh. He and Gail were tied upin some guys house and he had left the money in the room. He pulled a needle out of his back pocket and started undoing the rope. When finished he untied Gail. "Puro ournew guy on board" "Yeah Captain prep her as soon as we get back we're leaving." "Gail when I pick this money up alarms will sound and we will run, shiny" "Ready captain" Sure enough alarms sounded He and Gail twisted their way through lasers and closing doors. Gail was limber too what did eh need the Banner guy for They shot back at the guards running after them Gail was an alful running shot that's why They made it to the mule and zoomed back to the ship. "Take her up" Banner looked at his new employer with a blank face. "Welcome aboard"
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Shanti watched the new merc closely. Captain had said make him welcome and show him his shuttle. He hadn't said how welcome she was supposed to make him and found herself glad for that fact.
He didn't seem to much want her help anyway.
The roar of the mule tearing up the cargo ramp made her leap out of the way. She managed to hit the button to close the door and seal the airlock.
"Uh, Captain? I take that didn't quite go as planned?"
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"Why is it that naughty men can't smuggle cargo deliver it and get paid without gettin' tied up these days"
"But we did get paid" Darren asked
"Yep but couldn' get your spices or Doc's supplies or a new job. Head to Persephone I need to give Rogers his cut"
"Could send it tohim but No had to get tied up" "I'll be in my bunk"
The captain left in a huff
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Darren (who apparently was more greasier than before) watched as the Captain stormed off. He turned to Shanti and said "So is this goin' ta be happenin' a lot. Cause if it is this bird's goin' ta be driftin' sooner than later." Shanti smiled and said "Relax I'm sure you won't let that happen." Darren shrugs and says running a grease stained hand through his shaggy brown hair "Yeah I guess ya right but still I'd like ta be able ta have the parts ta fix her." At that Darren heads for the galley carrying his tool box, hoping that whatever was wrong with the stove wouldn't reqiure a complete tear down.
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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Shanti leaned over the counter, watching the mechanic work. "See, it's only heating on the one side. I could work around it, but..."
"Have it right in a jiffy." Darren answered her absentmindedly. He brushed a hand over his forehead adding a streak of black stove charcoal to the grease already there.
"Thanks." She heaved herself up to sit on the counter as he worked. "What do you think of the crew? I like the Doc. Captain seems uptight... but I guess getting shot at does that. And Gail... glad he's on our side!"
"Uh huh." Darren did something that made a horrible grinding sound. "Just a loose element. Try that."
"HOOOOOOYA! It works!" Shanti stood back as Darren stood up and gathered his tools. "I'm gonna start the bread dough rising before I turn in then. Fresh baked bread can do wonders in the black."
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Darren closed his toolbox and said to Shanti "I'll be lookin' forward ta that Miss. That was a mighty fine meal ya cooked up."
Shanti holds back a laugh and says to him "Why thank you. Perhaps you should consider getting cleaned up. You're slightly on the dirty side."
She takes out a small mirror to show him. Darren looks at himself and laughs. He says to her "Yeah perhaps I am. I'll go put away my tools and look for the shower."
He bids farewell to Shanti and heads off to the cargo bay to fetch the medium sized foot locker containing his personal stuff.
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Bread dough kneaded and rising, Shanti took one last look around the kitchen, ensuring that everything was in in it's place.
Finally, satisfied, she ran her hand once more though her short blond locks, and turned for her bunk. The first day over.
Absentmindedly, she thinks about the rest of the crew, the rough and tumble new merc, sturdy reliable Fred Gail, the steady hardworking mechanic, the quiet Doc. She'd hardly seen the pilot at all. Captain, too, for that matter.
She was used to being the only woman, but out in the black, sometimes that mattered more than it aught. Rubbing the dark tattoo hidden under her shirtsleeve, she stepped into her bunk and smiled at its spaciousness.
She dug in her rucksack and pulled out the one luxury she carried; Jeddy the Teddy; and curled up on her bunk with a sigh. This place would be home soon enough.
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