Life Onboard Serenity: In A Vaguely Frontwardsy Type Direction
POSTED BY: bigwolf18
UPDATED: Thursday, October 23, 2008 00:24
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Ack! Double Post!
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Ack! Triple Post! How'd that happen?
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A part of him was enjoying this game while another part hated it. While he enjoyed the trill of the hunt so to speak and the tactics of hiding and taking the opponent by surprise, he hated the fact that his opponent was getting the drop on him more than he was on her. But what could he do about that? She was cute and very very agile, Pain had to admit. She was also a little bratty, but that was okay with Pain. He smiled to himself as he thought about that. She was cute when she was bratty, but then Pain found her to be cute regardless of whether she was being a brat or not.
The smile faded as he became more serious about the game. What he wouldn't give to have that holo minstrel here to flush Tommy out of the maze and into the path of his paint balls. He waited in the shadows as he heard footsteps approach, two paint balls in hand. As the footsteps came closer and Pain saw Tommy pass him, he stepped out behind her, intentionally making himself heard. When she turned around ready to strike, Pain beat her to the punch by throwing two paint balls at her chest.
She looked down at the two splotches adorning her breasts and looked at Pain with a raised eyebrow. Pain grinned and asked, "What? You said no hittin' you in the face. Besides you hit me in the pigu."
As he continued to grin at her, he heard a 'SPLAT!' and looked down at his crotch.
"Oh now it's on, darlin'. Like flies on honey." he said, as he looked up to see Tommy grinning.
"Bring it." she replied, letting her mouth hang open a little as she looked at Pain.
"With pleasure." replied Pain, launching another paint ball at Tommy.
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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She spun to the left and avoided Pain's paintball, but yelped in pain as she fell to the ground. Pain looked up at her as she held onto her knee and rocked a bit with the pain. He was by her side in a moment.
"I don't know what happened!" she sniffled. "I just felt something go pop."
Pain put his stuff down and tenderly took her leg in his hands to examine it. She dropped her hands to her sides to balance herself and then winced in pain.
"How does this feel?" he asked sincerely as he moved the joint a bit.
"I don't know. How does this feel?"
Before her could even look up, two paintballs exploded onto the shoulders of his coveralls. She then used her other foot and pushed him back, causing him to lose balance and fall onto his butt. She sprang up and ran off in another direction, laughing the whole way.
She had faked him out. And he had fell for it. Pain was feeling a bit foolish. But he also knew something else.
She had 3 paint balls left and she only needed to hit him once to win.
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On the hunt in the Maze
The hunt was on once again. Pain needed to be careful where he moved and in which direction he chose, otherwise he could wind up getting hit with another one of Tommy's paint balls and losing the game. She was a crafty woman, Pain had to admit. Crafty and cute all the way. He'd get her one way or another. It was all just a matter of time, tactics, and the possibility of playing dirty.
"Fool me once, shame on you." Pain thought to himself as he checked his six to make sure he wasn't being followed. "Fool me twice, shame on me."
Pain walked backwards for a few more steps, not realizing the foot sticking out around the corner until it kicked his foot right from under him. Pain fell backwards onto the ground with an audible thud, which caused him to involuntarily release the two paint balls held in his hands. As he tried reaching for one, Pain felt a weight on his stomach and turned his attention from the wayward paint ball to whatever, or whoever it was that had him pinned.
"I should have known it was you." he muttered, looking at a grinning Tommy, who had his stomach between her thighs.
In addition to the height advantage on her, Pain also held the weight advantage. He could've easily rolled her off of him and pinned her to the ground, but he chose not to.
"Could, shoulda, woulda." she replied coyly. She leaned down slightly and added, "And now you're going to pay." She added another splotch to Pain's already covered chest and declared, "I win, you lose."
"Bein' the one who's pinned to the ground by a beautiful woman, who am I to argue?" replied a smiling Pain. Gazing up at the sight of her on top of him, he continued, "Since we didn't bet on this game beforehand, I reckon that me bein' the loser and all, that it's my duty to ask if there's anythin' you'd like to claim as a prize."
Pain licked his lips slowly as his eyes locked onto hers' and asked, "So is there?"
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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Quote:
Originally posted by DRPAIN:
"Since we didn't bet on this game beforehand, I reckon that me bein' the loser and all, that it's my duty to ask if there's anythin' you'd like to claim as a prize."
Pain licked his lips slowly as his eyes locked onto hers' and asked, "So is there?"
Ivy gazed deeply into his eyes and started to lean in to kiss him. He was so swai and...
WHAT ARE YOU DOING? a voice screamed in her head. It was Tommy. Ivy stopped dead in her tracks, but her eyes never left his. Tommy continued. You're not ready for this.
I...I think I am, Ivy thought back.
You're not, now get up. We'll figure this out later.
Ivy broke eye contact, stood up and backed away enough so she could give Pain a helping hand getting up.
"Do you have a prize in mind?" Pain asked her again.
Ivy froze again. It probably looked like she was simply thinking, but more was going on inside her. Finally, she answered.
"Yes," she said. "Yes I do."
I'm not weak, Tommy. Not like I was before, she thought. This time I'm going to do what I want.
Ivy put her hand on Pain's chest and gently pushed him back until his back was against the wall. She stood on her toes and brought her lips to his.
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WARNING: Kissing below. You have been warned.
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Their lips locked as if attracted by powerful magnets, tongues flitted in and out of each others' mouths in an ever increasing spit swapping duel. Pain ran a hand through Tommy's hair, stopping at the base of her skull, while he rested the other on the small of her back.
Tommy broke off the kiss, looked into Pain's eyes, and said almost breathlessly, "You're a very good kisser, Pain."
"I've had lots of practice." replied Pain, before they locked lips again.
Tommy broke off the kiss once again to say, "I'll say."
Pain smiled as he placed his hands on her waist and lifted her up. Tommy let out a surprised gasp as Pain raised her up enough so that their heads were level with each other.
As if to answer her question as to why he picked her up, Pain replied, "If we plan on playin' tonsil hockey with each other, then we can't have you gettin' toe cramps now can we?"
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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WARNING: kissing… groping… and guns… You know, typical date behavior.
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The heated kissing continued as Ivy ran her hands through Pain's hair, across his shoulders, down his back, around his waist, basically getting familiar with the man who was so intent in sucking the breath out of her.
Pain was doing the same. Her hips, her waist, the small of her back, up her spinal column to her… backpack? Pain patted it and felt a familiar shape.
At the same time, Ivy’s hands brushed past his hip to come across a similar item.
Both their eyes snapped open and they pushed away from each other, each retrieving the offending objects (somewhat slowly and not so graceful, since they were hindered by the coveralls.) Tommy instantly took control and pushed Ivy out. The situation was surely tense.
They drew on each other. On one side, Pain was holding a snub-nosed, eight shot .357 Magnum revolver. One the other, Tommy was armed with a Baby Eagle 9 mm pistol.
“You brought a gun?” they asked each other in unison.
For a minute, they stood there, with guns still drawn, sizing each other up.
“A girl can’t be too careful nowadays,” Tommy started. “Just a precaution.”
“I guess so,” Pain agreed. “And you never know when things will go all pear shaped. There are those in the ‘verse who ain’t so law abiding.”
“I guess so,” Tommy conceded.
A little voice filtered into Tommy’s thoughts.
Put the gun down, Tommy. It was Ivy.
Tentatively, Pain and Tommy lowered their guns.
“Well, that was interesting,” Pain said to her. “Not sure if I ever had a night out that included drawing a gun on my date.”
“Got to admit it was something that got the blood pumping,” Tommy said.
Each one of them stood there looking at each other. Coveralls half on, both of their hair slightly mussed. Paint smudging parts of their skin and hair. Both of them slowly put away their guns.
“We should go clean up,” Pain offered.
“We should,” Tommy agreed.
But neither of them moved. Instead they locked eyes again. Within seconds they were back where they started, with their lips joined and hands roaming, but without the added bulk of their coveralls.
The added tension from the gun incident had an enjoyable effect on them. Pain noticed that Tommy even kissed differently.
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Kaylee heard a beep beep beep; a familiar sound of an incoming wave on a portable cortex unit. She listened to it “ring” until she found it. She looked down at the screen. It said:
Missed 9 incoming waves…
Tentatively, she pressed the button that would identify the senders of the wave. What she found said:
GCornwell, Allied Law Enforcement (text)
GCornwell, Allied Law Enforcement (text)
GCornwell, Allied Law Enforcement (text)
GCornwell, Allied Law Enforcement (text)
GCornwell, Allied Law Enforcement (text)
GCornwell, Allied Law Enforcement (video)
GCornwell, Allied Law Enforcement (video)
GCornwell, Allied Law Enforcement (video)
GCornwell, Allied Law Enforcement (video - urgent)
Whoever it was, they were getting more persistent. Kaylee looked to see if anyone was around and pushed the message for the first one. The text came up:
You didn’t check in. Where are you?
Kaylee’s eyes grew wide. A lawman on board? She turned and ran looking for someone to tell. She ran into Jayne first.
“Jayne! Jayne! Look what I found!” she exclaimed, showing him the cortex link. “It belongs to one of the passengers.”
Jayne looked at it and swore.
“Gorram it!” he growled and started making his way toward the bridge with Kaylee trying to keep up. “MAL! YOU GOTTA SEE THIS!”
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On Serenity
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Originally posted by GraysonCornwell:
“MAL! YOU GOTTA SEE THIS!”
"This had better be good." Mal thought as he asked, "What is it? Did Pain finally get back from wherever the hell he ran off to?"
"No, Cap'n, he didn't. Don't know where he ran off to." replied Kaylee, looking up to the captain.
"Didn't even leave a gorram note neither." added Jayne. "But that ain't what we wanted to show ya, Cap." Jayne looked to Kaylee and prodded, "Go ahead, lil' Kaylee, show him what ya found.
Kaylee handed the portable Cortex unit to Mal and his face drained of color when he looked at what was shown on the screen.
"Son of a bitch." he muttered.
Meanwhile.....
WARNING! Two people going at it like it's 2499. Please have high pressure water cannon ready.
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Time seemed meaningless as the two of them went at it. Hell Pain didn't even know how long they had been kissing and groping each other. Not even with the little gun incident did the concept of time register in his brain. He doubted it was even on Tommy's, as her hands ran over his toned abs and up his chest.
As his tongue probed Tommy's mouth and hers' probed his, Pain wondered if Mal and the crew finished their job yet, while his hands ran up and down Tommy's back. If so, were they waiting for him to return? Did they even know he was gone? Did they know Tommy was with him? Did they even know she was gone?
All those questions were in the back of his mind, screaming for answers and wanting his attention. Pain ignored them though as the only important thing he was thinking about and wanted to pay the most attention to, was currently grabbing his pigu and shoving her tongue down his throat.
Pain smiled as he kissed Tommy, his hands finding their way down to her own pigu, and tightening when they found their target. Pain used his strong arms to lift her up so she was half a head above him. Tommy smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck while her legs surrounded his waist. There was a brief moment where the two of them looked into each others' eyes before they started making out once again.
All was going fine and dandy until a familiar voice shouted, "HARLET! RUINER OF GOOD MEN! UNHAND THEE MERCENARY, YOU WRETCHED WENCH!"
They both broke off their kiss to glare at the trenchcoated 13 who was pointing at Tommy with an accusatory finger.
Pain muttered something in Chinese and whispered to Tommy, "You want to shoot him or should I?"
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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