VFF The Book continues 4
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UPDATED: Saturday, April 26, 2014 13:20
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*With one hand wrapped around the mug of hot coffee, Oram maked her way to the infirmary to begin producing the inoculations for the crew when they land on Whitefall. Mobbex’s clueless expression and paling features as he awoke had made her day, and it wasn't even 8:30am. Though she didn’t intend to take the joke too far… she didn’t need to get into another yelling match with the already hair-trigger Merc.
She sat the mug on the counter and busied herself with the medical equipment and serums in the cupboard, measuring the dosage into vials for everybody who’d go into Whitefall*
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(Spots siting in the galley with a stack of manuals for an 03 firefly in the middle of one when Brit comes Walking up)
Brit: whatch doin??? **ploping down in a chair**
Reading
Brit: what are you reading
Well**looking up from the book** i don't know very thing about this firefly
Sky**walking though the galley headed to the cargo hold** so remind me again why we have you on this boat **spots and sky narrow their eyes at each other till sky is out of the galley***
well im constaly learing
Brit: ooooh ok... **eyes wandering around the room stoping Spots' cast*** OOOOOOO can i sign your cast **producing a black marker**
sure i dont see why not.
(Brit jurks spots' arm and begins to write. when shes finished skips off to the cargo hold)
*Spots reading his cast** mumbling Oi
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*I walk into Abbey’s shuttle. I see her asleep on the sofa. The place is a neat wreck. She must have fallen asleep trying to get it reorganized. I pick up a few things and set them on a table. *
Abbey: Just so I know, are you going to knock every other time?
*I almost jump out of my skin* I was just…I didn’t know you were…didn’t want to wake you up. * Damn this gal can tongue tie me.*
*She sits up on the sofa. I see the dried tears on her face.* Are you ok?
Abbey: Yes..I’m..I’m fine.
They did a number on your shuttle. Not sure you can restock on Whitefall, kind of backwater moon.
Abbey: I suppose your right. I’ll place some orders when we know our next destination.
*I sit down next to her on the sofa. She raises and eyebrow when I do. I wonder if it’s a mistake. I thought we had a moment before the Alliance busted in, maybe I’m wrong.*
Well set a course for where ever you want so you can resupply.
Abbey: Thank you Captain.
*Captain? Ouch. I scoot away from her on the sofa* I’m sorry...I didn’t mean to crowd you. I guess I’ll be going.
*She laughs softly and takes my hand* Abbey: Gotcha.
*She moves next to me and I put my arm around her. We sit in silence. Her head on my chest, mine on her head. We both fall back to sleep. I don’t hear her murmuring when her nightmares return.*
Wash on the com: Whitefall’s coming up big in the window people. We’ll be on the ground in 20.
*Both of us wake up and immediately split from each other. We fumble for words and in the end both just smile.*
I better go play at being Captain.
Abbey: Yeah I guess you should.
*I leave her shuttle grinning like a jackass eating cactus and head to the bridge.*
Stan: One of his prairie dogs could have outsmarted him.
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****Hits Comm********
Hey stan lets us work on you landing this bird.
**********starts to do the landing procedures.*********
*****Stan comes running in************
stan: sorry i am late
Wash: Don'tmake a habit of it sit over there I shall correct any mistakes you might make?
I am a leaf on the wind
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*abbey stands up with a smile on her face after the Captain leaves and looks into the mirror. She looks tired. Her sleep wasn’t restful in any sense of the word. She hasn’t had a nightmares like that for quite some time.*
*Her mind drifts back to falling asleep with the Captain. Waking up with his arms around her was nice. No really nice. It had been awhile since she had let anyone get even that close to her.*
*She is interrupted by a wave coming in, so she goes and answers it. It is a very unconventional request, but she accepts. After the call is done, she decides she might need a bit of help. She freshens up and heads for the galley. She finds Mobbex there laying on the floor. He doesn’t look so good.*
abbey *standing above him*: I guess you had an… interesting night.
*Mobbex pales.*
Mobbex *stammering*: I didn’t touch… I don’t think… *sighs* I don’t know.
abbey *looking at him, slightly amused. She’s never seen the merc so unsettled*: I need you to do something for me.
Mobbex *getting paler*: I was being nice! Er… I think… *starts mumbing to himself* …weird... She weren’t too mad this morning…
abbey *folding her arms in front of her*: Are you drunk?
Mobbex *under his breath*: I wish I was.
*abbey looks at him strangely. What has gotten into him?*
abbey *back to the task at hand*: I need a favor from you. *Mobbex decides to stand up in case he needs to make a quick escape. She continues.* I am scheduled to officiate an… arm wrestling competition later today.
Mobbex *raises an eyebrow at her*: Wha…? *It’s not something he would picture abbey doing.*
abbey: I know, it’s not my forte, but they wanted someone who was impartial to oversee it. *she pauses* The thing is that I don’t know these people. Don’t know if they could get a bit… feisty.
Mobbex: You need a bodyguard?
abbey: Yes. *Mobbex smiles and nods his head.*
Mobbex: Never had the chance to guard someone’s body. *Colt takes that moment to enter the room.*
Colt: Excuse me?
abbey *stomach flipping slightly at his presence, but tries to act normally*: I was asking your man here if he would serve as my bodyguard today. I have a rather… interesting game to attend to today and having him there will make me feel better.
Mobbex *smiles at Colt*: On account of my intimidating nature.
Colt *standing as tall as he can*: You don’t need him. I can be intimidating. *abbey colors slightly at the thought that he’d rather protect her himself*
Mobbex *laughing*: Come on Captain. Intimidating is what you have me for. It’s in my job description.
Colt *protesting*: But I need him for the job.
abbey: This would be afterward.
Colt: I might have more stuff for him to do. Some… important stuff.
abbey: Like what?
Colt *stammers*: Just… stuff.
*abbey rolls her eyes.*
abbey: So he’s available then?
Colt *giving in*: Yes… But I’m not paying him for this.
abbey: Don’t worry. He’ll be compensated.
Mobbex: Comsenpated?
Colt and abbey *in unison*: You’ll be paid.
Mobbex: Shiny!
abbey: Then it’s decided. *turns to Mobbex* I’ll see you around 4:00 planet time today. In the cargo bay?
Mobbex: Be there with bells on. *He takes the chance to leave the room, in case she might go back to questioning him about his... evening last night.*
Colt *looking at her closely*: Are you sure you want him along?
abbey: He is exactly what I need. *Colt looks a little hurt. She revises her statement.* In this particular instance.
Colt *a bit uncomfotable*: Oh… OK.
*He could smell her perfume. It had a soft vanilla scent. Sweet… like her. She steps a bit closer to him.*
abbey: Thank you… For stopping in to see me…
Colt *his heart speeding up a little*: It was nothing. *Suddenly she shrieks and jumps into his arms. He is surprised, but is not complaining. However, she is more concerned with looking intently at the floor though.* Oh… What’s wrong?
abbey: I swear something brushed a
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*Brit is standing in the cargo bay and turning around, pointing to different places*
There. *points up at the galley*
There. *points at a corner in the cargo bay*
There. *points towards Abbey's shuttle*
There. *points toward the engine room*
There. *points toward the passenger bunks*
*She stops pointing places and looks up toward the ceiling* They'll all scurry about, however. They won't stay there for much longer.
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"You know what the chain of command is? It's the chain I go get and beat you with until you understand who's in ruttin' command here!" - Jayne Cobb (Firefly)
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Later that day, Mobbex is coming down the stairs to the common area when he catches sight of Oram sitting on one of the pouffes, holding a banjo in her lap as she and Sky are jabbering and tittering about something. He can't help but listen as he walks by them.
Oram: ...Oh, I've had better. 'Was kind of limpy, to be honest...
He feels his blood starting to boil and puts on a quick spurt to get to the cargo bay. Abbey is standing next to the airlock, tapping her foot impatiently.
Abbey: You took your sweet time...
Mobbex: Yeah, 'had to doll m'self up some.
Abbey: *crosses her arms over her chest* Well the game got moved up. You better hope we don't end up being late on account of you needing to powder up...
Mobbex cuts her off with a grunt, then forcefully smacks the the the controls with the palm of his hand. The ramp begins to lower.
Mobbex, as they head out: So what's this about, again? Y' want me to arm-wrestle some guys?
Brit: Steadfast stares and yet he's but a sheep amongst lions. What exactly am I? Oh, wait, that's right... I'm insane...
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Oram:...Oh, I've had better. 'Was kind of limpy, to be honest...
*Sky gives Oram a strange look as Mobbex passes, his anger obviously boiling up, Oram just smiles*
Sky: What was that about?
Oram: Tactical revenge of a situation.
Sky: *slowly dawning on her* So … he thinks that…
Oram: Yep.
Sky: That’s cold.
Oram: Well, not so much as I was talking about banjo strings and he just happen to pass at the wrong time…
Sky: You did raise your voice at the time he happened to pass.
Oram: Teach the devil not of eavesdrop on conversation then.
Sky: He’ll be mighty sore when he finds out nothing happened and it was all a joke.
Oram: Well, it’ll show him not to be Mr. Grabby with me. Especially when he’s over-tanked on liquor.
*Sky simply rolls her eyes at the Docs misguided logic*
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Mobbex, as they head out: So what's this about, again? Y' want me to arm-wrestle some guys?
abbey: No you can’t participate in the tournament.
Mobbex: You don’t think I can take them? *lifts arms up and flexes them*
*abbey rolls her eyes.*
abbey: That’s not the point.
Mobbex: So I have to watch? Can’t I keep an eye on you and arm wrestle at the same time?
abbey *takes a deep breath*: It would be unethical for me to allow you to participate in the games since you are under my employ.
Mobbex: Huh?
abbey: It would be wrong since I pay you. Would look like cheating.
Mobbex: So I gotta just watch?
abbey: That’s the general idea when someone acts as a bodyguard.
Mobbex *leers at her a bit*: So I just have to guard your… body?
abbey: Put your eyes back in your head.
Mobbex *teasing*: Is the Captain gonna be sore cause I’m watchin you? *abbey stops dead in her tracks* He does seem a bit jealous when it comes to you.
abbey: Maybe this was a bad idea.
Mobbex: ‘M just teasin’ abbey. I got the concept of a body guard down. I jus gotta make sure that you don’t get hurt should things go pear shaped.
abbey *in relief*: Good. You were starting to scare me. *she starts walking again then stops again.* He gets jealous?
Mobbex: Who?
abbey *frustrated*: Colt! Er… the Captain.
Mobbex: Hell, yeah!
*abbey smiled a bit. They walked in silence for a few minutes, before abbey asked him a question.*
abbey: Did anything out of the ordinary happen while you were in the galley last night?
Mobbex *stiffens when she mentions it and denies it immediately*: No.
abbey: Nothing at all?
Mobbex: Well… I had a bad night… I was drunk…
abbey: So something could have happened and you just didn’t remember.
Mobbex *uncomfortably*: No. Nothin’ happened. I would have remembered… Wouldn’t I?
abbey: It’s just that when I was up there, I could have sworn something touched me. *Mobbex stops dead in his tracks.*
Mobbex: I don’t know what she told you, but I am definitely sure you weren’t there!
*abbey looks at him like he’s grown a second head.*
abbey: What are you talking about?
Mobbex : Nothing. *He sees the building where they are going up ahead and he quickly changes the subject.* There’s the tavern, let’s go.
*abbey nearly has to run to keep up with him, but they get to the tavern quickly. abbey drops the subject and goes into “gamer mode” when she gets inside. The tavern is square with a long bar that went along the whole left side of the room. It was filled to the brim with people, some already knocking back some drinks. It’s furnishings were simple and made of wood. Two taller, heavy duty tables had been brought in to serve as the podiums for each match. Mobbex takes notice of where each of the exits are.*
abbey: I’m glad I wore something appropriate. I almost wore a skirt.
Mobbex: A skirt? Here? That would’ve been a problem if a fight were to break out.
abbey: You think? I’m not a completely clueless debutante from the core. I do have a brain in my head.
*Mobbex snorts at her. There are three bags sitting along the wall behind the bartender. abbey points at them.*
abbey: If trouble breaks out, one of those bags belong to me.
Mobbex: What’s in it?
abbey *smiling at him*: A third of the proceeds.
Mobbex *grinning*: Well, we wouldn’t want a ruckus to start now would we…
abbey *smacking him slightly on the arm*: No we don’t. And you’ll do nothing to “help things along.” I have the chance of future clients here. This goes well and the owner of this establishment will tell others of his dealings with me. Could have some future bookings out of it.
Mobbex *slightly disappointed*: Oh. You take all the fun away.
The owner sees abbey and Mobbex and walks over to them.
Owner: Welcome! We are honored to have you here.
abbey *shaking his hand*: It is a nice diversi
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*I meet Sky and Stan coming back for the final load of lumber*
Did you hide it good?
Sky: Bout a mile from the meeting spot
Good job. Not sure how this will play out. Patience might be willing to deal, no problems, might not.
Sky: Tell me again why Mobbex isn’t going?
He’s helping…
Sky: I know what he’s doing I was being sarcastic.
Oh…well don’t be. It’ll be fine.
Sky: You know if you spent less time skirt chasing you might not have so many problems
Skirt chasing? Who Abbey?
Sky: This is no different than that time with that wheel girl you pulled in on the Ezra job. What was her name?
Not sure what your implying Sky. And Jill, that was nothing. Just a little friendly flirting is all.
Sky: And how did that end?
*I swallow hard softly say: Shooting
Sky: That’s right shooting. You can really pick em.
She missed didn’t she? *getting angry*
Sky: Yeah she really cared about you, or she just couldn’t shoot.
Well as soon as Abbey starts shooting, you can say you told me so. Till then, keep your nose out of it and watch my back.
*We don’t speak on the way to the meet. Once we arrive I tell Stan to take the high ground and cover our position. Sky volunteers for the duty. I let her go. *
*Stan trying to easer the tension: So how did you two meet?
Stan: One of his prairie dogs could have outsmarted him.
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