Life Onboard Serenity: Beaumonde or Bust
POSTED BY: DRPAIN
UPDATED: Thursday, January 18, 2007 20:54
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Should I hound 'em, Pain? 13, loyal dog at your service.
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John stood in the street outside Serenity. He hadn't seen Beaumonde in a long time he sat himself down by the ship andbegan to sing softly. A traveler passing by walked up to him.
"That's quite a voice you got there," the old man said throwing him a coin.
"Thanks" John replied as the man walked off.He never thought of himself as good at anything except of course beating the crap out of folks. John walked back on the ship smiling. There has to be a guitar on this boat somewhere
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Onboard Serenity
*Wash was sitting in his pilot's seat making shadow puppets and waiting for the ship to get refueled, when he smelled something that was a cross between rotting fish and a decomposing body. Covering his mouth, Wash said to himself*
Oh for the love of all that is holy! What in the gorram hell is that stench?
*From out from his hidey place 62 walked out grinning. He waved at the pilot and said*
That'd be me. Don't it smell nice?
*Wash replied in dusgust*
Perhaps to you and most certainly Jayne, but other folks such as myself find it repulsive.
*Shocked that the pilot didn't like the smell of his fart, 62 muttered something and scurried away swearing up a storm. Wash immediately ran out of the bridge and into the galley, still holding his hand over his mouth. To himself Wash said*
Note to self. Invest in a gas mask and quite possibly a biohazard suit, cause I think that stink is eating through my clothes.
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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Fanty glanced up as the small group entered the Maidenhead. Not so gently, he nudged Mingo with his elbow.
The man in the lead moved with cautious ease, leading his small band with tidy assurance. Behind him, beauty in leather... Tall, elegant, dark, and lean, fleet and feminine. Mingo couldn't restrain a smile as his gaze slide upwards from Zoe and Fly's boots to the tops of their heads.
And then there was the Ape. Brute muscle by the looks of things.
Fanty stayed seated at their table as Mingo approached the group.
"Captain Reynolds? I'm Fanty, there's Mingo. Shall we join him?"
Mal nodded cautiously. He'd known he was dealing with twins, but the similarities between the two were practically non-existant. A quick flash back to the vid-message he'd recieved, and he recognized the tells.
Sliding into the seat across from Fanty, he grinned, "'Less'n you were tellin' me tales when you waved me, you're Mingo. He's Fanty."
The brothers exchanged startled glances, then Fanty chuckled, "Maybe that's so. What do you say we do some business."
"Business is why we're here." Mal answered, gesturing Jayne and Fly to take defensive postures nearbye while Zoe stayed by his side. "I hear you got a job."
"It's a vault." Fanty grinned, poured drinks. "Alliance Mint payroll. We get you the details, get you in. You bring us 20% of the take. Plain and simple."
"Sounds like it." Mal sat for a moment, cool grey gaze scanning the two brothers. "And how do I know the money's there?"
Now Mingo chuckled slightly, shaking his head, "Because we're Fanty and Mingo. And we say so."
"Right. Give us the details." Mal smiled.
"Not so fast. Either you're in, friend, or you're not."
"We're in." Zoe spoke coolly, her tone saying clearly, no more nonsense.
"And who might you be, precious?" Fanty leaned flirtatiously across the counter, but Zoe leaned back from him.
"She'd be the one who's married to my pilot, friend." Mal suggested quietly, then he gave a tight-lipped smile. "But like she said. We're in. What's the plan?"
Fanty slipped a core-pad across the table. "Vault specs, delivery times, maps...it's all there. Should be a simple enough job for a man of your... reputation."
Mal tilted his head, "Just what is my reputation?"
"A Firefly destroyed a SkyPlex." Fanty replied queitly, "Or so rumor says."
Mal scooped up the cor-pad, subtly gesturing Fly to prepare to leave, "You boys shouldn't believe everything you hear."
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Okay, I wasn't the one who wanted to play out the BigDamnMovie, so why am I the only one actually writing it?
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Don't worry, E, I'm plotting out 13's intervention as we speak!
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*Mingo replied as Mal looked over the core-pad's contents*
Ah but everything we hear is the truth.
*As if on cue Fanty cut in*
Especially when it comes to you and your menagerie of criminals, Captain Reynolds.
*Jayne spoke up*
If y'all know everythin' 'bout the job why don't you two jus' pull it yerselves?
*Mingo smiled at the ape man and replied*
And mess up our fancy duds and our pretty faces, I think not.
*Fanty continued*
We're more of the employer type. We sniff around and find the best crew suited for the job at hand.
*Mingo chimed in*
Then we invite them into our place of business and give them a job offer they can't refuse.
*Fanty smiled and replied*
Minus our cut of course.
*Mal gave Fanty a polite smile and said*
Of course.
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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John climbed into the engine room and saw his best friend covered in grease as usual. "what you up to" he called to the mechanic.
"She's not in the best shape. We need some new parts and the Captain has been reluctant tobuy them. He seems to think that she'll hold. I'm trying my best to keep her workin but next time we hit atmo she might rip."
"Thank you for not explaining that in technical terms."
"No problem"
"The captain wants to make her useful."
"Who?"
"Who else"
"O, Simon won't be happy"
"No he won't"
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BUMPING TO THE MAX!!!!!!!
"Did anyone get the feelin' that those two weren't tellin' us somethin' important?" asked Zoe as she, Mal, Jayne, and Fly left the Maiden's Head.
"Kinda did feel like theys was holdin' somethin' back." quipped Jayne as he tried to sneak a cigar from Fly.
"Yeah I felt the same way." replied Fly, smacking Jayne's hand away from stash of Pain's cigars.
"If'n you wanna keep that hand Jayne then I suggest you ask for a cigar first instead of tryin' to steal one." replied Fly as she stuck one in her mouth and lit it.
"Can I have one then Fly." asked Jayne somewhat politely.
"Nope." replied Fly smiling.
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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