Life Onboard Serenity: In A Vaguely Frontwardsy Type Direction
POSTED BY: bigwolf18
UPDATED: Thursday, October 23, 2008 00:24
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Shuttle #2
Pain sat in the pilot's seat while 13 sat across from him in the co-pilot's seat. Both of them were looking at the screens, which displayed a grid on them. The letters from A to Z ran down the left side of the grid, while the numbers '1' through '26' ran atop it in a left to right fashion. Also on that grid were small representations of Allied and Independent vessels. Some had red X's on them while others had red dots. Peppered throughout the grid were white dots indicating misses. They had been playing the game for almost a hour, both sides taking casualties with 13 having the worst of them.
"G-4." Pain called out to 13.
"Hit." replied 13, groaning as he put a red dot on one of his ASREVs. Sighing he said, "B-12."
"Miss." replied Pain, grinning as he put a white dot on that spot. "H-7." Pain called out.
"GAH! YOU HWOON DAHN!" shouted 13. "YOU BLEW UP MY ALLIED CRUISER!"
"Guess that means I win." Pain beamed as he stood up. "Well that was fun my good man, but I've got a date to go on. I'll catch ya later."
As Pain strode out of the shuttle, 13 looked at Pain's screen and muttered a long swear in Chinese. Sticking his head out of the shuttle, 13 shouted, "CHEATER! I WANT A REMATCH! YOU DIDN'T EVEN HAVE YOUR CRUISER ON THE BOARD!"
Pain simply smiled at 13 and waved as he walked down the stairs and into the Cargo Bay.
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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Tommy waited in the cargo bay for Pain. There was some excitement earlier before they landed about someone they picked up on the way. Luckily, it either seemed to die down or at least moved to a different area.
Great. Another male to figure out, she thought. Ivy got her attention.
“You sure you want to do this?” Ivy asked Tommy.
“Yes. Now leave me be,” Tommy replied. “I need to concentrate.”
“Whatever,” Ivy said as she faded away.
Tommy made a mental note to talk to Ivy later. Her recent outbursts have made it difficult to think. Ivy should know that Tommy’s job is to protect her and she shouldn’t be making any fuss, but she was anyway.
Pain traveled down the stairs from Shuttle 2 to the cargo bay floor. As he came down, 13 could be heard questioning Pain’s honesty on a game they were playing. She smiled a bit. The two of them seemed to have a strange relationship. Pain often called him “bot boy.” She’d have to ask why that was at some later date.
Pain was right. He did clean up well. The next question would be on his self-professed civility. One thing that struck her was that he didn’t seem to be armed.
That’s a good sign, she thought.
As she approached her, a case of butterflies erupted. She was a little on edge. Dating was never an option before, even an innocent one like this. And it didn’t help that he was an attractive man. She stamped down the feeling as best she could and clutched her bag a little tighter.
“What were you playing?” she asked him as he came up to her.
“Version of an old Earth-That-Was game. It is based on destroying your opponents fleet of ships by guessing where they might be located on a playing grid.”
“You’ll have to teach me sometimes.”
He nodded and suddenly looked a little nervous too.
“Uh… Are you ready?”
Tommy swallowed thickly and merely nodded in response. Pain held out his arm to her and she tentatively looped her hand around his elbow as he guided her out of the ship and into the street.
“So, um…” she stammered a bit. “Where are you taking me?”
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As Tommy and Pain exited the ship, 13 slowly followed, dressed in a gray trenchcoat and oversized fedora angled to conceal his face. He'd always been one for dramatic disguises, and the unlit cigarette dangling from his mouth-corner just added to the conspicuous inconspicuity.
While Pain had indeed been hella vehement about 13-based interruptions, the Prime Number owed it to his large gunhappy friend. This 'Tommy' had, in all honesty, the looks and manner of a decent gal, but Pain had been burned before by decenter gals.
"Just looking out for you, bud," 13 thought as he trailed Pain and Tommy, "even if you still cheat at children's games."
OOC: Oh, come on! Like I was just supposed to stand there?
Q: Fish or Hogarth?
A: Marillion.
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“So, um…” she stammered a bit. “Where are you taking me?”
"To a restaurant." replied Pain coyly as they continued to walk towards their destination, completely unaware that they were being followed.
"I KNOW that, Pain." Tommy replied, rolling her eyes at him. "But which one are you taking me to?"
"Before 13 and I decided to play our little game." replied Pain, smiling as they made a right turn. "I went onto the Cortex and looked for nice, affordable, date worthy restaurants on this rock. After narrowin' it down some, I decided on Marcelli's. It's a restaurant that specializes in Earth-That-Was Italian dinin' with a twist of 'Verse style, whatever that means."
"So how much farther is it til we reach Marcelli's?" asked Tommy.
Pain smiled at her and said, "Shouldn't be that much farther, my dear. Just a left turn at this next street up ahead and we should be seein' a white brick buildin' with a red and green holo sign that says 'Marcelli's'."
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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*wolf peered nervously into the cargo hold, pain had just left with some girl, they hadn't even noticed him standing by the door of the ship. it was zoe that saw him first and she ran up to give him a welcome home hug.*
"woah!" wolf laughed," who are you and what have you done with zoe?"
*they exchanged forced smiles and stod there uncomfortably, the death of Zoes husband and his best friend had clearly weighed heavily on their friendship, they stood for several minuites before being rescued by another friendly face.*
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Shaman.
98% of teens have smoked pot, if you are one of the 2% that haven't, copy this into your signature.
"of course i've gone mad with power, ya ever tried going mad without power? its no fun, nobody listens to you!" The Simpsons Movie
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Tommy gripped Pain’s arm as they headed up the street towards Marcelli’s. There was a mix of people in the street. Some were like them, casually moving from place to place to dine or partake in some other activity, but there were a couple of places where groups of two or three men congregated. They looked suspicious. They acted suspicious. Tommy knew they were probably up to no good. She gripped him a bit harder.
“Uh, Tommy?” he exclaimed. “You can ease up on the death grip. You’ll bruise my delicate skin.”
Tommy jerked her head up to look at him and he was grinning at her. A slight smile graced her lips and she eased her grip.
“Sorry. Just a bit nervous.”
“Well, food always helps with nervousness. We’re here.”
They went in and there was a mass of people waiting to be seated. Pain led her to the hostess station and gave them his name. To Tommy’s surprise, the hostess immediately led them to a table. Pain pulled out her chair and pushed it in for her once she sat.
He has manners, she thought. Seems he was right about his civility too.
“All those people were here before we arrived, why’d they take us before them?” she asked.
“Reservations. I called ahead.”
“Reservations?” she echoed. She didn’t expect that. She moved on to a different subject. “You said this was Earth-That-Was Italian dining with a twist with ‘verse style. What exactly would that twist be?”
“Not sure. They weren’t too clear on that.”
They looked over the menu and ordered. Tommy ordered the Lasagne with Meat Sauce with no veges.
“You don’t want any thing else with it?” Pain asked.
“In my profession, sometimes you just need a break from the plants.”
“Understandable,” he chuckled. “What exactly do you do anyway. I know it has to do with plants, but that is all.”
“Well, people need seed for their crops or want flowers, fruit, herbs and such. I have that and sell it to them.”
“You have genseed and stuff like that?”
“Yes.”
Pain whistled.
“That’s got to be about a fortune sitting in the cargo bay then.”
“Why?” she asked as her eyes narrowed a bit, but kept her voice light and a little teasing. “You planning on stealing it?”
Suddenly next to her, something appeared unexpectedly. It was a holo-image of a minstral singing songs in Italian. It caught Tommy off guard, she shot up and scrambled around to where Pain was sitting.
And she screamed. Not a regular 'I'm startled' kind of scream. She let out a 'I'm terrified and I don't want to die' scream.
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How did I double post??? Oh well, ignore this one.
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"Whoa. Hey hey calm down, Tommy." replied Pain in a soothing voice amidst her screams. Placing a hand on her shoulder and pulling her close to him, he continued, "It's just a hologram. See?" He passed his other hand through the minstrel to prove his point. "He ain't goin' to hurt you, dong ma?"
The other customers and staff had stopped what they were doing to watch the spectacle of the screaming lady and the big man trying to calm her down. Pain could feel their eyes on him and Tommy and he bet Tommy could feel the same.
Pain smiled at them and said in an apologetic tone, "Sorry, folks! It's her first time here and the holographic minstrel freaked her out. Again, folks, my apologies."
Placing his other hand on Tommy's other shoulder and asked her as the minstrel disappeared, "Tommy? Relax, darlin', the holo minstrel's gone now. There's nothin' to be afraid of."
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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Thoughts raced through her mind.
Who was that? What was that? Why was everyone staring at her?
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Placing his other hand on Tommy's other shoulder and asked her as the minstrel disappeared, "Tommy? Relax, darlin', the holo minstrel's gone now. There's nothin' to be afraid of."
She focused on the man who was holding her shoulders. It was the man from the ship. Her eyes went wide, she pulled away, grabbed her bag and made a beeline for the bathroom.
“Tommy!” she heard Pain yell as she ran away.
When she got inside, she bolted the door shut, pulled the gun out of the bag and pressed herself into the corner.
“I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK,” she repeated as she shook uncontrollably. She stood there for a couple of minutes, repeating her mantra before having the courage to go to the mirror.
“Of course you’re OK, Ivy,” Tommy said to her softly. “That stupid holo-minstral just came out of no where. Almost scared me too.”
Ivy looked into the mirror.
“I’m OK, Tommy,” Ivy said.
“So put the gun away, before you hurt yourself.”
Ivy looked down at the gun in her hand. She was still trembling a bit, but she did as she was told.
“I’m sorry, Tommy. I don’t know what happened.”
“You pushed me out is what happened. How exactly did that happen? You’ve never done that before.”
“I’m sorry, Tommy. I don’t know what happened,” she repeated.
“We’ll have to discuss this stuff later. I need to finish what I came here for.”
“To find out if he’s dangerous. He isn’t, is he?”
“Doesn’t look like it. Looks like River was telling us the truth. I’ll have to apologize to her later.”
And then the strangest thing happened. Ivy started laughing.
“He is sooo swai, isn’t he?” she asked her reflection.
“I don’t think that’s the point right now,” Tommy responded.
“You think so, too, don’t you Tommy?”
“Ivy, now is not the time-”
“You do! I knew it!”
“Well… OK… He’s swai,” Tommy admitted.
“And you think he’s safe?”
“Yes.”
Ivy quickly touched up her make-up and slung the bag onto her shoulder.
“Good,” Ivy said and she opened the door. “My turn.”
“Ivy, what are you doing? You’re not ready–”
“Hush, Tommy,” she whispered as she glided towards the table. Everyone had returned to their pre-scream places. No one even noticed her come back to the table. Pain was sitting in his chair, deep in thought. Ivy slipped into her chair. “I’m sorry about all that.”
Pain looked up at her.
“You OK? I can take you back to the ship if you want.”
He was concerned.
“No need. I really am quite embarrassed. Let’s start over shall we?” Ivy said. She extended her hand. “Hi! My name is Ivy. You may call me Tommy.”
Pain shook her hand as a smile came over his face.
“We don’t have to play Go, Fish again do we?”
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“We don’t have to play Go, Fish again do we?”
"Not necessarily." Tommy replied. "We could always play Old Maid."
"Again. 13 in a dress and cheap wig. Not the kind of imagery I want in my brainpan." Pain replied jokingly. Giving Tommy a smile he asked, "How about we finish enjoyin' our meal and gettin' to know each other a little bit better? I'll go first since you've already told me about your line of work." Taking a sip of his beverage, he swallowed then asked, "So what would you like to know about me? You can ask me anythin' no matter how personal it may be."
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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